The holidays have begun. First, with the commemorative drive down Ridgeway looking at the magical galore of light balls. Twice I've done it, once with an old friend and once with a new friend, named Mouse. Second, with the blessing of getting remixed Christmas songs by Jessica Simpson stuck on repeat in my head. Not to mention the brisk walks from shop doors to car doors. Don't they make you feel a little more alive?
It's all felt very social and familial, rather than religious or spiritual. And it's been nice. Spending a weekend with my big brother, dancing with people I know and don't know, eating breakfast with a dear friend, drinking warm wine and knitting with my roommate, shedding tears over a friend leaving. It's been emotional, but I know it is holiday season even without the Christian emphasis that has been so thick in years past because even though I'm inside my house, my hands are freezing and my heart is warm. I'm excited about spending an entire week with my family, completing puzzles, teaming up with Matt to win at Cranium, and laughing hard, really hard. This is anticipation I haven't felt in a while. It's where that faith in the goodness of humanity is vibrant and resounding because these relationships are beautiful and lasting, no matter what.
I told Will that I was nervous about communion being offered at the Christmas Eve service. That I never know how I will feel, which answer I will bubble in on the test. And that since I'm with the family its more complicated. Will said, do what you have to do. If it makes you feel less uncomfortable, I won't take it either. I said, thank you. He understands.
Let me leave you with this song that WUAG has been playing the heck out of recently.
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