words from Christmas past...
I found this in my journal from December 24, 2006: "I was talking to Sally Bailey at the Dunkerley's party. We were talking about Anna's debut as a sheep in the Christmas pageant at St. B's that night. I related to her the story of how Father Jerry encouraged us to not miss what God might be saying to us in the midst of the pageant....the sheep with their bows on their bottoms, the "camel that broke:, the real baby who was being held by the little girl playing Mary, the cute angels. It can be easy to get lost in the chaos of all the children up in front and to get distracted from the profound message that God may be speaking in the midst of this. As I was sharing this with Sally, we were laughing about how the service at 5:30 is very different from the more contemplative candlelight service at 10:30 on Christmas Eve. I told her how I felt my life was more representative of the 5:30 service rather than the midnight mass. Perhaps one day, I told her that I will return to a life more like the midnight service, but for now, my life is all about the chaos as I try to keep pace with our ever growing and ever changing children. Sally shared that she too thought that life would come back to that, but that life just keeps on going and it is still just as wild now as a grandmother and as she takes care of her parents. So- perhaps we are all still in the mode of the 5:30 service. But, as we are there, may we not miss the voice of God int he wonder and wildness of it all."
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