Home for the holidays

I am a flawed and broken woman who needs nothing more than sitting on the couch with my loved ones near. Their chatter burbles in the background as my soul sings. At last I exhale the breath I’ve held far too long. In their company is home. Peace. Redemption.

Maybe it was not the birth of the baby that was the start of the church (despite the Bible stories) but the gathering of man and woman to bring a child into the world celebrated by the presence of shepherds and wise ones. They formed the first circle. The one we emulate now in this house.

In this season of excess I’m glad we celebrate simply. No grand gifts. But no gift more grand than presence. This one cannot buy. All it requires is that we be here now. In this place, body and soul.

Selah.

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4 thoughts on “Home for the holidays

  1. I discovered this year that no shopping, no wrapping, no tree, no decorations, no presents (except one friend), no Christmas dinner (was invited but sick), no cleanup, no returns, no hurt feelings allowed me to focus on why I celebrate CHRISTmas. Glad you got what you wanted…family!

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