Christmas

Christmas, Christmas. It's the same every year. At the time I should be lost in wonder and gratitude, in the days that mark the advent of my salvation in the form of God come to earth, Emmanuel-- I find myself harried & busy-- consumed with matching wrapping paper, last minute gifts and the right cranberry topping for the waffles. There are more photos and packages than moments of real prayer. I am sad and so sorry. Lord have mercy.