Saturday, December 5, 2020

Dear God,

After I put my 9' Christmas tree up in the living room, I leaned into the Frasier Fir and whispered, "We are going to spend some wonderful time together."  When I touched the branches and breathed in its scent, I was drawn to you, Holy Creator.  

Advent, Christmas and Epiphany are all mystical times that still play out in my life.  They are not just holidays with a history; they are living moments with the Master of Great Mysteries.  When I step inside them or they move inside me, I find myself in your living presence as if these holy moments are happening for the very first time.  Like a child opening gifts on Christmas day, I revel in the glory of the season, of the day-to-day wonder.  I find myself spilling out gratitude all day long.

You are God;

there is none

like you.

You draw us

into yourself

and give us

a peek 

at the mystery

of creation.

You join 

us together

with the

ancient shepherds,

wise ones, 

saints and angels,

Mary and Joseph,

an innkeeper 

and animals.

You invite us

into the

smelly stable

to meet

the awesome wonder

who is Christ.

My Christmas tree

whispered back

not only

the memories

but also

the future hope

for days ahead.

I am blessed.

I offer all

I have

right now

to you,

Majestic and Holy God.

Love, Andrea