Christmas thoughts

I receive many Christmas cards at my office, along with several family updates tucked inside. I value them all.

My practice often spurts this time of year because many individuals struggle with feeling the joy of the season despite all the festivities going on around them. They may be single wanting to be married, widowed, divorced, depressed, or just not into the spirit. Whatever the belief, I rejoice whenever I see hope and faith overcome phases of mortal loneliness and lift thought to closer to Love's ever-presence.

A poem inserted into one of these cards I received, touched me, because it accomplishes such a purpose. It lifts thought above the material, to the spiritual, where the feeling of Christmas is no longer measured in terms of parties, gifts, festivities and events. But in terms of the completeness one feels in knowing Christ.

I asked permission to post this poem. Enjoy...

Christmas Comes

It does not matter where I am, Christmas comes.

Is it snow, or cold, trees, and glitter that bring cheer?

Is it presents, tinsel, golden candlesticks, or lights that tell Christ is here?

Friends greet me with happy notes; carolers bring the songs so dear.

My Christmas comes when silent stars and stillness tell me, "All is well."

Knowing that in His Grace, in His Love, we all may dwell.

Do not say a word; He comes in silence as a shaft of light resting on new snow.

My Christmas comes for I have found Him, who is ever near, to love and know.

~ Elizabeth Nelson