Quiet Christmas

While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.

-Luke 2:6-7

I need a quiet Christmas.

A silent night, tucked away

into the softly falling folds of snow.

I need a tender beating heart,

one that knows the light of love,

that carols with angels

the joyous arrival of my King.

May my mind retrace the sacred steps

that led a man an wife

to their shelter in late hours.

Kneel me down at the foot of a trough,

where a small, sleeping boy

inhales his first breaths of earth.

Let me praise him,

let me sing a lullaby to soothe

his slumber,

let his heart be full of

the joyous tidings

his arrival brings.

May my soul surrender

to the sweetness of

this silent night.

 

Prayer:

Quiet my heart, Father. I am all over the place and need to slow down and savor this season. It is Yours, and in it You have given us the greatest gift- Your Son. Help me to remember that silent night that began to save us. Amen.