Thursday, December 12, 2019
A Life to Bury
I used to lead a Blue Christmas service every year in December. It was a service for people who don't find the holiday season to be a happy one, for so many different reasons.
They were never widely-attended services. I think the last one I did had four or five people, including myself and the accompanist.
I miss offering them, in part because I think I also led them for myself. I do like this time of year, but I have my own moments of melancholy when I remember loved ones or become too cynical about this season's consumer aspects.
But I've found more efficient ways to remember that this time is not all about that. I can resist becoming buried under the stress and sadness, choosing to see the blessing as well. I hope and pray that others can, too.