Saturday, December 22, 2007

Dear God,

A change came in my soul today. I had listened only to instrumental Christmas music. Winter Solstice. Christmas. Christmas Tranquility. I like the silence of instrumental music where the mind can wander, the spirit soar, the heart skip beats. I imagine the beauty of Christmas coming in mystery, my soul entertaining the insights.

But today I was ready for words, sung words, expressions of joy, hope, and peace. I allowed the words to speak to me. I danced in my spirit, imagining the joy of the composer, the singer, the player.

Christmas is so filled with pregnancy, expectancy. So much is happening. One with eyes and ears will hear and see what is missed all year long. Intangibles. Invisibility. Mystery.

Every time I plug in the lights of my Christmas tree, I feel the sense of joy Christmas brings. My heart is warmed toward you and my fellow human beings. My spirit wishes to share joy, hope and peace with others.

I am waiting, expecting whatever you bring to me. Truth. Liberation. Freedom. Laughter. Relationships. I know the gifts of Christmas, these gifts of mystery are gifts for me to open but never possess. Others will need these and I will have them to offer, a gift from heaven. What is Christmas, if not the realities of faith?

Most Holy,
all is ready
for your coming.
I wait with joy.

Love, Andrea