We have enjoyed the last few days.

4 Christmas eve services, hanging with new friends, eating excessive amounts of food.

All sounds very normal doesn’t it?

 

Woven through this time were other moments.

 

Moments of Reflection – as I reminisced and thought about the diversity of Christmas past.

 

Moments of Laughter – as Katy retold the Christmas gifts of ‘Gold, Frankenstein and Myrrh’ at church, as Phil got the lowest score in Yahtzee, when Emily was given a bottle of Robinson’s blackcurrant for Christmas and as we fell over in the snow on our walk in Mission Creek.

 

Moments of Grief – as I thought about my Dad.

 

Moments of Missing – our family and friends, our Christmas party, our Kinver walks.

 

Moments of Frustration – as each member of the family managed to go down with stomach flu.

 

Moments of Surprise – as I was given my Christmas present!

 

Moments of Hysteria – as I told my Mom I was going to the UK for a week on my own!

 

Moments of Silence – as we all read our books and gazed on the blaze.

 

Moments of Whispering – has he been?…has he been?

 

Moments of Contemplation – of dreams, angels, choirs, shepherds, stars, gifts, a birth…

 

Moments of Worship – throughout.

 

Of the One in our midst.

 

Emmanuel.