It was not in the air. Something to do with recent tragedies, or the fact that winter was not there yet? I don’t know. Something was missing in the atmosphere. Here and there, it looked like we were all searching it, the magic, the light and the extra joy that Christmas brings at the end of a busy and sometime tough year.
We kept looking for it in every encounter, every prayer, in every smile shared or gift prepared with love. Still, Christmas seemed out of touch.
Till it was time to celebrate.
Till we all stood in the little church of a small village, holding hands and singing, praising God for Jesus Birth miracle. It was our first Christmas mass together after many ups and downs, years of being apart, after darkness, sadness and pain, after loss and grief.
Christmas found me after all. God took my hand and told me “I am here. You don’t have to look for me in all these places, I am right here, close to your heart. I am in the wind, in the sky. I am in the flower you look at. I am in the air you breathe, in the friend you share time with. I am in your tears and in your outburst of joy. I am in your moment of despair and in your projects, new ideas. I am never far away. Just call for me and I come. I am here. You are never alone. Let the Light feel your heart. Let Mother Mary and Baby Jesus show you the way. Let them be your guide. Never doubt my Love. Never doubt yours. Love is all there is. There is nothing outside of it.”
Now tell me, how was YOUR Christmas?