Truly Holy Night.
I am home after
the Christmas Eve service at UNA. The evening was filled with stories
demonstrating the meaning of the celebration we call Christmas. They told of
lives transformed by the recognition of the Divinity within the individual
including Mary the Mother of Jesus. It was truly uplifting. I felt solemn and
uplifted at the same time. I am grateful for having attended.
The day much awaited is here, and we for a moment
remember that we are beings born to give and receive love. When I first came to
America I lived in New York City. From January second until the week of
Christmas the natives ignored you as you go about the city. Then that week
everyone you passed in the streets would wish you Merry Christmas. What
happened? How did the normally taciturn passersby turn into loving neighbors?
That always puzzled me. Now I think I understand a bit of why Christmas time
calls forth cheer in most folks.
The energy of love was awakened by the advent of Jesus
who was the avatar of the age we are entering. The avatars always come the age
before the one they represent. So whether or not we ascribe to all the dogma
surrounding Jesus of Nazareth, the energy of love, peace on earth and good will
toward human kind stirs and is remembered most around the time we celebrate
him.
I am grateful Jesus came and sparked that most glorious
of energies.
