Typically I loathe this time of year. Really. I detest the commercialism that has gorged itself on a sacred event. I can’t wait for Christmas Eve so that I can truly worship what is Holy and Good. I try my best not to listen to Christmas songs until it becomes absolutely necessary. Not that I have anything against Christmas music. In fact, I love Christmas music. Just not an entire month of it, twenty four hours a day!
Today was no exception. I knew I had to go out into the world and do the “normal” thing that people do this time of year. Here I am, intentionally set apart from the world, yet surrounded by the very thing that may bring me separation from my vocation; separation from Christ. If, I let it. So I arm myself with prayer as I always do before leaving my cell.
And then it happened. An old favorite Christmas song dances across the airwaves and takes hold of my soul against my will. Caught again. I start humming along and I can’t help but feel my heart lift with each note in joyful comfort. God is near. There was just no getting away from it. I was transformed. I couldn’t help but give thanks. It even began to “look a lot like Christmas” with the snow covering everything in a clean blanket of white. I spent the day with someone close to my heart. We laughed as we strolled in and out of stores. We smiled at the children’s faces that looked with wonder and awe at all things “Christmas”. The people around us were friendly and happy. And I could not help but know that Christ was in the midst of all of us. I saw His face everywhere. I knew His presence in all that surrounded me. That love, warmth and fellowship was meant for me today. My fear of being separated from the Love of Christ was foolish. It’s Christmas time. I am His.
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