Farewell to Christmas

Today after a wonderful brunch (flax pancakes, muffins, eggs and bacon), Cindi, Dean, Lauren and I took down the Christmas tree. And while we were at work dismantling the Weedon home, the Christmas committee was at work dismantling the Church. I've noticed something though: the Church seems nowhere near as bare and empty after Christmas as it used to. The two huge pictures of our Lord that grace the front walls make the difference. The nave is stunning during the Christmas season, but it's so serene and peaceful the rest of the year that you don't mind when the Christmas stuff disappears. Jesus, our Good Shepherd still stands above our Baptismal font, for He leads us to still waters. Jesus, knocking at the door, still invites us to the Eucharist where we sup with Him and He with us. Jesus above the altar, His hands raised in blessing, still reminds us that He has ascended to prepare for us our heavenly home. In other words, the Nave and Chancel continue to celebrate in art all that the Child born for us came to do. Glory to Him forever!