Ruminations on Christmas

The Winter holy days are relentless in their march.

Bodhi Day has come and gone.

Hanukkah is over.

The Solstice has turned.

And now, for our Western culture the most common of the observances of that turning point and of human hope waits pregnant. Our First Unitarian Society in Newton will observe this evening with two services of lessons and carols. (And as PC as we and I normally are, tonight the words for the hymns come from a Methodist hymnal…)

For reasons I can’t completely say I found my mind turning to the story of the Christmas truce of 1914. Too good a story to be true.

But it is.

Merry Christmas, dear ones.

May we all find that peace which passes all understanding…