Hope, peace, joy, love.
We have have been rehearsing for this night, preparing the way. And now the air is pregnant with possibility as we enter again into the promise of Good News and Great Joy. But what do you notice? What do you hear? Smell? Taste?
It’s earthy, but it lacks the citrus and pine notes of frankincense. There is that woody, warm and slightly medicinal pungency, but that’s not myrrh. These gifts, with all their weight, will come soon enough. All that glitters is not gold in this labored room.
And what’s that sound? Lowing? Do you imagine the animals were sensitive to Mary’s labored pains? Do you imagine they shared her relief as the Christ child entered the world? There is something about being a living being that connects us to one another. Come and see. Come and remember. Come and sing. The Creator becomes a creature. Listen for the flutter of wings—be it angels or other feathered friends.
Come and adore him. Sing songs of salvation. Enter into worship.
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