Happy Christmas Dear Reader,
I see this time of year as both a beginning and a
closing. Even though it is not true,
Advent is the beginning of the liturgical year for me. The Advent of Jesus is the beginning of what
gets us to the crucifixion. I never
ponder the cradle without the cross in mind.
As I spend my days searching for Christmas in moments this
year, I find that I am pondering so many other beginnings and endings. Where I cannot find comfort for the things, I
wish for but do not have, I find hope that it will not always be this way. I find hope in the focusing of my heart on
redemption and reclamation. This hope
battles the despair the for so many comes on the heels of sorrow and pain.
When we fail to learn from our misfortunes and count our
blessings, we are in great danger of losing hope as well. In counting my blessings, I find that I have
so much more than so many. This turns my
heart toward gratitude instead of want.
It pushes me to consider those in need instead of my own losses. It hardens my resolve to seek Christmas in
the places that are real and lasting so that as I open a new year I do so with
a heart that belongs to the one we follow.
In the twenty-three days remaining in the year, I must not
waste any of them mourning the loss of things or situations beyond my
control. Those doors, no matter how
beautiful they may seem are closed forever.
The past cannot be opened and it is not where I am to live.
What I must do is seek Christmas in every moment. I must look for the incarnate Son of God in
every grain of time that falls through the pinch of the present. Living his desire for me to treat others with
love and kindness every moment is how he is found.
This is also what rips my attention from what I do not have
to what I possess in abundance. I need
only follow the Son to find all that I need.
It does not mean that I do not hurt or long for things. It does mean that there is peace in the pain
when I see others in need and do what I can for them.
Where are you Christmas?
You are in the heart that refuses to see this year as the horrible
epithet so many are trying to make it. Christmas is seeing the blessings that are
real even in dark days and on cold nights.
Tell me about the blessings you have had this year Dear Reader. Your stories and questions are a part of my
many blessings in the closing of the year.
Closing of the Year – Wendy and Lisa
If I cannot bring you comfort
Then at least I bring you hope
For nothing is more precious
Than the time we have, and so
We all must learn from small misfortunes
Count the blessings that are real
Let the Bells ring out for Christmas
At the closing of the year
Let the Bells Ring out for Christmas
At the closing of the year
Up on the knees of a Sergeant Major
Ride through the woods with the wind in your hair
Silver bells on a golden reindeer
As they race to the castle over there
If I cannot bring you comfort then at least I bring you hope
Now all the winter bells are ringing
Hear them echo through the snow
And the children’s' voices singing
On the streets so far below
This is a time to be together
And the truth is somewhere here
Within our love of people
At the closing of the year
We'll walk in the sun
With all of the faith
And all of the Patience
All of the way
With all of us right
And all of us saying
"No one an island"
We'll fly in the arms of time
Walk in the waves, never fall
Don't fall....
At the closing of the year...
At the closing of the year!
If I cannot bring you comfort, then at least I bring you
hope
Then at least I bring you hope....
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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