"Silent night, holy night"
standing on the threshold of holiness
time stretching out
over in a heartbeat.
Tongues and hearts falling silent
standing on the threshold of holiness.
"All is calm, all is bright"
In the stillness of the hours before dawn
in the velvety darkness
in the light of the street lamps
sparkling snowflakes drift softly towards the earth.
"Round yon virgin, mother and child"
The mystery of the incarnation
the glorious absurdity of it all
"Holy infant, so tender and mild"
It is easy to imagine Jesus as a baby,
growing into smiles and love.
What about Jesus as a 7-year-old boy,
full of energy and questions and pranks?
What about Jesus as a teenager,
testing limits, growing independence, swinging needs?
"Sleep in heavenly peace"
Sleep little baby, knowing you are loved.
Sleep exuberant child, knowing you are loved.
Sleep uncomfortable teen, knowing you are loved.
Sleep questioning adult, knowing you are loved.
Sleep patient elder, knowing you are loved.
"Sleep in heavenly peace."