I am doing a Prep for a medical exam that requires me to stay close to home.
I am enjoying a fine cup of broth, mmmm yummy what an indulgence and another cup of coffee, no cream. I am going to be–well tied up, is the best way I can put it, after I start drinking from my jug. I shan’t go into further detail. Add deep sigh. This too shall pass.
It is almost December. Somehow I got a little nostalgic because I’m not planning Advent for the church, yet again. After 42 years of coming up with the most meaningful parts of worship for the season I am 3 years without that responsibility. I pray for those ministers who are into the Advent Marathon. This year it is particularly trying as Christmas falls on Sunday. So Christmas Eve services and then Morning Worship. I do remember many conversations over the year about churches who don’t have services on Christmas Day. It sort-of shows a leanness in one’s faith understanding. Whose birthday is it? But it is hard to fit two services in 12 hours for some families who have their own particular rituals.
I am reminded of the Last Christmas I was Interim in First Presbyterian Lawton and there was a Blizzard. No exaggeration it was a blizzard and there was no “should-we” “shouldn’t we” about the service. By 1 pm the Highway Patrol warned people not to go out. Stores closed at noon. It was that kind of time.
It was also the First Ever Christmas Eve when my family was altogether. We could all stay home. John canceled two services in Duncan, and I canceled the services in Chattanooga and Frederick OK.
We sat home, around the fire, roasting marshmallows and had the usual and it was great fun. We read scripture between us, sang carols, laughed, snuggled on the couch. It was so usual. It was so unique. The kids were in College and home. We had so much fun. We really felt like we had won a Christmas prize.
The good thing for our part was the snow continued all afternoon and overnight, That kept even the truest complainer quiet as there was no way we could have gotten out.
But there we were. Singing Silent Night, lighting candles, passing the light. Saying the words, Singing Joy to the World.
For us it was a unique treat. Together on Christmas Eve. John and I NOT up front leading with the kids in the pews. So Happy December! Happy Advent. Remember Christmas will come: Ready or Not. Don’t sing Joy to the World till Christmas Eve.
God abides. And I thank God
Bobbie Giltz McGarey. 2022, Easton PA
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