Shhhh...

It's quiet. So quiet.

For kicks, I drove through the busiest shopping district in our area a while ago, and it's empty. The small world around me was all but shut down. I managed to avoid the stresses of life leading up to Christmas this year, and as I look around while driving aimlessly this morning, I realize how glad I am for that. It's a gift I have given myself this year, and it has afforded me a peace I likely would have missed.

It's a recurring miracle, Christmas, and while buried under all the clamor of life this time of year, it's come once again whether at our bidding or completely unsolicited. The world was quiet for a few hours after the candles and songs, hugs and well wishes, and completion of those last few chores we imposed on ourselves yesterday. We've received the miracle once again, and as the world wakes up again this morning, it's a different place than it was yesterday whether we see that or not.

I honestly hope that nobody reads this today. I hope you've all chosen to relax, disconnect, and receive personally the gift that God has chosen to give us. Receive it. Internalize it. Drink it in and rejoice in its purity. Hug your children, your siblings, your parents. Sip your coffee and reflect. Stay at the table and enjoy the company of whomever God has placed in your life today. And at some point, give thanks. Give thanks for this miracle of life, salvation, and forgiveness that you've been offered once again.

Merry Christmas, friends. The sun is shining here today, big and bright. Let it wash over you and cleanse your soul. Receive the gift.