Christmas, end of year, holidays, traditions, cakes, chocolates, special food, gifts, baking, cooking, cleaning, decorating, celebrating with friends or family – can be too busy, and can be lovely. A time of joy, a time of sorrow, a time of stress? For those who celebrate Christmas and New Year, I think most people have some kind of emotional relationship with this tradition. Maybe even a love-hate relationship.
Whatever you feel about this season, I would like to share a poem with you that I found on internet this week. So simple and so true.
Miracles have a way of making news.
Even skeptics stare at parted seas.
Religious or not–Christians, Muslims, Jews–
Resurrection brings them to their knees!
Years ago, miracles were in vogue:
Christ and Moses wowed the willing crowds;
Holy icons healed both saint and rogue;
Rare wonders were ascribed to cups and shrouds.
In our time miracles are everyday,
So few can hope to grab us, or astound.
The mysteries that clutter up our way
May seem much more perplexing than profound.
And yet life is miraculous: to be
Surpasses any wonder we might see.
Happy Holidays ! God Jul og Godt Nyttår ! Bonnes fêtes !
