This Sunday December 30 is the sixth day of Christmas, and generally a quieter Sunday. Instead of a sermon, we're going to spend a little time reflecting on what has made our Christmas special this year.
First, between a car accident and a fall down a flight of stairs, I was almost totally incapacitated. More than a month later and residual injuries remain. Advent was reduced to the bare necessities of a Sunday service, and a lunch with colleagues. No baking, and very little decorating. Shopping for food with a son who then unloaded and unpacked. I'm not used to being forced into inactivity - and the major learning has been that it's all, in the end, not that important. Everything goes on anyway. Rest and recuperation had to become the most important, and everything else as it was possible.
Second, family. Yes, I know a lot of people say that, but this year was truly special. Because of their personal family issues, one of my children, his wife and children, have been estranged from the rest of us. Christmas for the last three years has been only part of the family. We have barely seen our grandchildren at all, and missed a lot of their growing up. This year, those estrangements are gone - all the kids who live in Toronto, and all the grandchildren were together on Christmas Day for a movie, and for dinner and gifts. My grandson is now a head taller than me, and I almost wept when he came to hug me.
These are the important things. Everything else is gravy.
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