Winds and lights

I can hear the wind. I can feel the snow hit the windows and see the faint glow of the light up the road snow blustering all around it. It’s Christmas Eve, Eve. We make so much of a holiday that really doesn’t mean much. We make it mean a lot and I love every minute of it but really, does Jesus want us to wait in anticipation for the morning of his birthday on this earth to arrive? We make the best of it, this wonderful tribute to the birth of the Messiah but what would Jesus say? About my 9 foot tree, my fussing to wrap gifts and make special surprises for people? Does he even have an opinion and would I want to know what he thinks about the fuss we make here below. The theology in most of the Christmas carols is errant; beautiful melodies but probably far from the truth and yet, we celebrate. Why? Because even though Santa and frosty have their claim, people still see the baby in the manger and think about God. They sing the carols and think about God. They buy presents to show they love people and that very much reflects God. They share and find more kindness in their day- a wonderful way to honor God. So if something so out of the box can bring us back to thinking about, singing about and acting like God, do it. It’s quiet for a moment and the winds begin to blow again. It will be a quiet Christmas: our Covid Christmas. It will be a blessing because for another day people will turn towards God. Sometimes that’s all God needs to get their attention. Then the Holy Spirit starts to work in their heart all because of the tree, the carols and the crèche. Enjoy the beauty. I am in the quiet with just the wind to talk to me. It’s very soothing in an odd way.