One of my favorite things over the weeks leading up to Christmas Day is to get up before the sun and just sit in the lights with my headphones and favorite carols and hymns. Pure magic. Here’s a sample . . .
It’s not yet dawn with only the reflection of lights in the window flickering against a dark sky. And before I know it, I hear the Little Drummer Boy from afar coming to play in the chambers of my yearning heart. Do you see what I see? A star, a star, dancing in the night with a tail as big as a kite ~ with a tail as big as a kite.
I do! I do! I am dancing with that star!
Do you hear what I hear? A song, a song, high above the trees with a voice as big as the sea ~ with a voice as big as the sea.
I do! I do! My voice is singing big as the sea!
Then comes O Holy Night. A thrill of hope, a weary world rejoices, for yonder brings a new and glorious morn! Fall on your knees! O hear the angels voices! O night divine! O night, O night divine.
And I am on my knees now, empty and fully surrendered, in the sweet silence.
And soon I’m lifted back up by Andrea Bocelli’s angelic voice singing The Lord’s Prayer. Our Father which art in heaven, or in Jesus’ words, Abwoon D’bwashmaya, exulting Abba, the Holy One breathing all creation into being.
And by the end of the Prayer, I can only say, Abba, I Belong to You,* over and over.
In a world weary and torn, let’s be the dancing star. Let’s make a joyful noise. Let’s fall on our knees to be filled with that peace that passes all understanding. And let’s remember we are all children of the Holy One, the One called by many names.
And all before breakfast!
And into our day, let’s carry three gifts: a compass to forever point us toward the North Star; a sword to slay the fear within so we may transform hatred and injustice without, and a medicine bag with a never-ending flow of stardust to remind us that the more love we give away the more we have.
For there’s no force more powerful than love.
Merry Christmas Everyone!!
*Originally from the prayer by Brennan Manning
Stephanie Rutt 
So peaceful, so beautifully experienced, Stephanie. Thank you so much.
John
And thank you, John . . .