I know... I know.... I know.... I give the impression of being a real bah humbug, but I am not really, in the deepest corner of my heart. I do though confess to loving the lyrics of some of our fine advent hymns as they dance around the antiphons of the season.
I am a bah humbug to commercialism, although you might be forgiven for thinking otherwise given the amount of time I am spending looking for the right present for my 14 year old.
I am also averse to nice neat Christmases, which somehow we have managed to manufacture, and the church has had a good go at colluding with.
I think the first Christmas was Messy... not in a Messy Church sort of way, if Lucy Moore, Martin Payne, Jane Leadbetter and a cast of thousands will forgive me; messy in a way that life is messy and jagged, even when cloaked in a veneer of order. At Christmas, God steps into our messiness with, and how that is done is peppered throughout our Gospel readings. Of course, the act of writing them down as tidied them up just a little.
I wish you and yours a very messy Christmas....
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