This Sunday we lit the candle of
joy on the Advent Wreath. Having my home filled with warm people and wonderful
food is one of the great joys of my life. It takes a lot of work to get the
house ready for a party. But it is my way of preparing the way, making space –
and the holy, it always shows up.
You can see it in the faces of children
as they help decorate our Christmas tree (and if a lot of ornaments end up on
the lower branches because that’s as high as they can reach so we need to do a
little rearranging later – what of it?). It shows up as the kids decorate and
eat Christmas cookies. A small boy made one for me – it had a heart on it, and
made my heart fill to bursting. You can feel it in the atmosphere as almost
inevitably some people end up eating and talking with people they do not know
well, so new connections are made. The ties of community are made stronger. You
can hear it as a young girl plays flute and we sing Christmas carols.
In the giving and the sharing and the
creating and the connecting and the laughing and the singing – here is our God.
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