|The Ancient of Days by William Blake |
This time of year can bring both blessing and hassle. Holy meditations, carols, the contagious wonder of wide-eyed children... these unwrap great blessings and usually great fun.
For some of us, however, the activities of Christmas can feel like an intrusion. Day to day life is more or less put on hold by an urgent need to shop and wrap and plan. Chairs and tables are displaced by, of all things, a tree in the middle of our house. There is no time to do ordinary things, as everyday life is seriously disrupted for weeks on end. It can seem like a major interruption.
A few years ago, the truth of it hit me. This is what Christmas has been since the instant of the Incarnation: an interruption. Please stay with me here, because our first reaction to the word “interruption” could be negative. But interruptions are often quite positive, and this Interruption was the most positive of them all.
Think of it. Mary was living a quiet, hidden life. She was betrothed. Then one day an angel appeared to her, and with that Holy Interruption Mary’s life was changed forever. As was Joseph’s, as was yours, as was mine.
Continue reading at Nancy's blog The Cloistered Heart.