Holiday - Holyday Meditation

“It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas” Or so the happy lyrics go Houses decorated with wreaths Bright red ribbons and great big bows In darkness, lights glimmer beneath; Outside inflatable plastic Santas Tied to stakes in ground; held in place Watching our to - fro momenta In superficial shopping race— Being somewhat apathetic Perhaps we, too, need tied to ground, To consider the synthetics – Hol-i-day fun tends to confound “O Holy Night…” Bright lights and decorative trim Softened by voices in choir Ah! “Oh Come Let Us Adore Him;” Beauty inside just as the stars, Advent candle announcing joy Shepherds like us sought the Christ-child— Praise God for birth of baby boy In a lowly manger so mild— Christ holds us firmly in place In the realness of our ponder, Separating the rush from grace, One is giv’n Hol-y-day wonders. -Evelyn Pearl Carpenter Anderson