I love your Christmas story, God. Thank you for giving it to us, to me. I love the way its miracles unfold in the midst of tired people, worries, poor planning, a strained relationship, make-do options, long shot dreams, bad lighting, and the call of government paperwork. Is that why it keeps on, keeping on? I am hoping that. I am praying its promise lives and moves inside that stuff—the stuff of my life that takes the shine off curated Christmas ideals—because it’s getting a little ragged right now, God. Turn my spirit to where you are moving in my life, and in the lives of those around me—nudging, leading, showing us the well-worn path of a million and more Christmas journeys on this longest night of the year, when it’s so easy to wonder what on earth we are doing because it doesn’t seem to be working but we hope somehow it is anyway but it’s just so dark everywhere and I am wonder-hoping if that’s when you do your best work after all and now I’m just prattle praying to keep your attention. I love your Christmas story, God. I love it so. Let it be enough.
Diane Strickland, ordained for 33 years, is a Community & Workplace Traumatologist, Compassion Fatigue Specialist–Therapist and Critical Incident Responder. She is retired in The United Church of Canada, serving special emergent needs–like supporting ministers and ministries during a pandemic.
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Perfect for today. Thank you.
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