Well…the day so many had waited for…anticipated, has come and gone. All day Christmas music on the radios returns to nearly everyday programming. Today, there is the task of cleaning up or thinking about braving the stores for the inevitable returns. Today, the memories of church choirs and candlelights still linger in our heads and hearts and we look forward to next year. Now what?
For many…today brings the overwhelming thought of….exhaustion. Now what? It’s the day after Christmas…time to hop back on the treadmill of life…after all, Easter is on the horizon. The celebrations have ended, the tree will soon come down and we find ourselves back in the ordinary world where no angels sing where there is little glory to God certainly no peace on earth and good will is a scarce commodity. Now what?
How do we travel life’s roads after Christmas – the daily routines of home, work, school? What do we do when we leave behind the joys, the traditions, the memories of Christmas and journey down the road of everyday life? If we believe Christmas is only a day or, at best, a season, then life can be a struggle. However, if Christmas is a purpose for life because of a baby, Jesus, who lives on today and promises to come again, then we can know real purpose.
On Christmas Eve we read the Christmas story from Luke’s gospel the conclusion of which provides for us a simple roadmap for the day after Christmas and beyond:
“When they had seen Jesus, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.” (Luke 2:17-20)
Ponder the wonder of Christmas in your heart and, you too, can tell the Christmas story time and again – in your words and in your actions even the day after Christmas and beyond!! Merry Christmas to all!
Here’s a day after Christmas poem for all:
‘Twas the day after Christmas,
And all ‘cross the land
All the people were saying,
“Wasn’t Christmas just grand?”
The children were joyful,
The parents were tired,
And grandfolks, aunts and uncles
Had been really inspired.
The stockings still hung by the chimneys with care
But the toes were now empty; there was nothing left there.
All the presents were opened
The carols all had been sung
We’d enjoyed our big gathering
Where we’d seen everyone.
But beneath all the clutter, the leftovers and toys
Was the meaning eternal, and the source of our joys.
For we’d focused our time not on gifts, not on food
But on the true source of our holiday mood.
We read verses, we sang songs, we remembered and smiled
For the cause of it all was the holy Christ Child.
So may we proclaim ‘ere the year starts again:
Let’s promote peace on earth, and good will to men.