Suddenly it feels as if there is more to do before Christmas than time that I have. I am adding more tasks to my To Do list than I cross off. And yet I want to savor the passing of these moments that lead to Christmas. I want to linger over the prayers and the reflection that I will write for Christmas Eve allowing the words that appear on the page to merge with the image of those who will gather here on Christmas Eve spending some of their precious time here rather than someplace else. I want to knead the bread that I will make a little longer than needed taking a moment to think about those to whom it will be given and about all the years I made bread at Christmas with my children as they grew up. I want to walk through the halls of the church and down the streets of the Village in which I live and take the time to give the other whose path crosses mine a few minutes of my undivided, undistracted attention allowing my Christmas greeting and prayer to linger in the space between us just a bit longer.
Ready or not Christmas comes.
I want to do what I can to be ready.
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