Friday, December 24, 2010

My dearest God,

Throughout the year I look forward to the grand event of Christmas. I pay particular attention to Advent as I open myself to your preparation inside me. I want the halls of my heart to be whitewashed, aired out and thoroughly prepared for your coming in all your glory.

Tonight I wanted to dress for you, to wear my best for God. I plucked my long black velvet skirt and silver beaded black top out of my closet. I pulled out my black patent leather shoes for the occasion and the Austrian crystal bead earrings I made years ago. After all, you had been about making my insides shine so I wanted to sparkle on the outside.

As I slipped on my choir robe, I felt that special joy that comes with singing out your praise. I was so happy, so joyous about participating in the holy night. As we sang with instruments playing I felt the joy of eternity's hope welling up within me. The earlier cleansing had indeed made way for your glorious entrance.

The holiest moment came when my choir neighbor lighted my candle with your light. As we sang Silent Night, Holy Night you fixed my eyes on the tiny light I held in my hand. You whispered what an awesome privilege it is to carry your light. I felt overwhelmed by your generous goodness that on this great planet earth I too was chosen to receive your light and challenge to carry it into the world. I allowed the tears of heaven's joy to spill down my face. Surely my love overflowed because yours filled the whole cosmos.

Glory, glory, glory
to you,
Great Redeemer
and Savior for All Time;
receive my love
and that
of all
your children,
I pray.

Yours, Andrea