Christmas Eve Memories


Christmas Eve,
Holy night.
Memories creep into
My mind.

Smells of evergreen
And candles, lit.
The worn, waxed chancel
In a church sanctuary.

Organ, piano, flute, guitar …
Play into the quiet night.
Dad’s voice, leading
“O Come, All Ye Faithful.”

The smooth candle in my little hand
Hoping, waiting, for the flame
From the Christ Candle.
(Will I get to hold it this year?)
The darkened sanctuary,
Each lit candle
Adding to the brightness.

“Silent Night”
Sung by young and old,
Friend and stranger,
Joined together around the world
By hope that light will
Shine in the places of conflict,
Loneliness, despair.

Come, Holy Child.
Bring joy, love, hope, comfort, peace.
We await your birth.

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