All their works are as clear as the sun before him, and his eyes are ever upon their ways. Sirach 17:19
Christmas decorations still remain in every room. Usually, the arrival of “Little Christmas” (January 6th, the Epiphany) pushes me to complete the task of taking down the trees for another year. But this year, the peaceful reminder of our Crèche with the Holy Family; the cozy, soft glow of lights on the tree; and cheerful snowmen all about; are making it difficult. I seem to need to be certain of something in their place. But is there really anything? Of course, I can keep softly lit candles around with my nativity snow globe (a beautiful gift from a dear friend) along with the snowmen (also gifts from friends) for a while, however I need to think about why I don't want to let go.
Taking a step back, I see that for the past two weeks, I have been busy, slowly clearing out closets, draws, boxes of stored things and even my computer. It seems everything appears full; I feel the need to make room. “Stuff” allowed to accumulate, even in mind and heart, is getting in the way of the simplicity I need to refocus; to begin a new year. And it seems the older I’m getting, the more it can quickly become overwhelming.
And so I continue making room, clearing out. I just know it feels good to remove things of lesser importance than my symbols of faith, of hope and of love found in Christmas - our reminder of what is fundamental in our lives – family, friends, a circle of love surrounded by faith in a God that loves us unconditionally; a God, seen in the eyes of a little child - of children, mothers, fathers, a neighborhood, a country, the world! And yes, even in the eyes of animals.
While I may wonder what this New Year will bring as I now begin the process of carefully packing up these tangible “things,” I am more aware, that those gifts of faith I carry within, will see me through – will see us all through - whatever it is that comes our way; for He sees us clearly.
Lord, may we clearly see the light of your love each day throughout this New Year.
Copyright© 2015 Kathleen A. Matson