Ah, just home from mass. We have three masses, packed full to the choir rafters on Christmas Eve but I go to the middle one to hear the folk group. Tonight was the first mass in a long time that I felt a deep peace and great joy as my spiritual home felt warm and welcoming. The church was decorated beautifully with trees lit up, sparkling in the darkened church during the final Silent Night. One of the visiting musicians was greeted with thundering applause after he sang O Holy Night. Go Tell It On the Mountain had people rocking out as they processed out. Alleluia!! Such a joy! Christ is born. My heart was ready.
Christmas Eve has several routines to it. I go to my high school friend’s home in the afternoon. Today her sister and parents stopped by at the end of our visit. It was lovely to see them all. Prior to heading to mass I go to another friend’s home for supper and then we all head to mass together. Tonight we went a little earlier so that we could set up for mass.
When I finally get home, I always open my Christmas gifts in front of my little Nativity scene in front of the Christmas tree. I am so deeply grateful for all I received this year, both material and spiritual. I am praying for a bit of miracle this Christmas for myself that will bring more joy than I dream possible. My heart is ready, dear Saviour. Please hear my prayer.
To all of you this Holy Eve, may you know the joy of a miracle that changes your life in ways you never dreamed possible.
Peace,
Suzanne
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