I hope that this morning
You find peace
I hope there’s a moment of quiet
A place of stillness
A breath.  Here.
A pause.  Now.

We could put our thoughts on hold
Calm our restlessness and worry
Quit the planning
Leave off the preparing

We could agree, amongst ourselves
That for these few minutes, in this sacred space
We will be empty
The holy will descend
The blessings of the season will come:
Light
Love
Goodwill to all
Joy to the world
Heavenly peace

There is nothing to buy
There is nowhere to go
There is nothing that needs attention
Except our precious bodies
Requiescat in pace

The world turns
The long night turns toward day
Christmas comes

We are open
We are rested
We are ready to receive.