Wednesday took my youngest daughter the airport. She flew to Vienna, Austria, via Switzerland (another family bought her a ticket as a surprise Christmas present for their child, with whom my daughter is a friend.) Hard to let her go; even though she’s only been gone a little over a day, I sure do miss her.
From there went straight to see Les Miserables at National Theater in DC. Price of tickets was a bit dear (we had great seats), but having now experienced it I believe it was worth every penny. The power of good theater is unique and compelling.
After that my oldest daughter and I went straight to church for the rest of the night to help with the reading of the entire Bible out loud. Though pews are hard and uncomfortable, I will admit I managed to fall asleep. And so my daughter and a friend ended up doing most of the reading (with several church members also coming by to read as well.)
The next day it was meetings, a service at the conclusion of the Bible reading, late lunch with friends, and then over to my brother’s to visit with him, his family, and my parents.
When I finally was able to get out of the clothes I’d been in for over 24 hours, take a shower, and crawl into a genuine bed, it was a real treat, believe me!
This morning I got up early, while it was still dark, before anyone else (other than the cats) were even stirring. I made a cup of nice hot Chai tea and sat down with my journal, the first quiet moments I’ve had in… I can’t even remember when.
That, I think, was my “Christmas”…the first moments I haven’t had to be “on” at least in some sense in what seems like forever…where I could sit back and enjoy the emptiness…the “soul space” I personally need to commune deeply with the God I know and love.