Recently, I saw a video that the church I went to in college had up for their Advent series. I think their theme was “Enough”, but it started with some Christmas carol, then escalated to dinging and honking and chattering and all of this awful noise and finally ended with a dramatic black screen that said Enough! I thought it was a pretty darn good representation of the holiday season. Now granted, I am delighted this Christmas season to not have to study for finals or check out of my dorm, but still. I do not think many people have complained of having a December that was too slow or quiet.
Yesterday and today, two of my coworkers have been out of the office, and the others have been in and out, making for a quieter office than usual. At first, it was irksome, not having them around to ask “Which church in Bountiful do we need the email address for? And who the dickens is Hans?” but now that I think about it, it is quite nice to sometimes just hear the peaceful clacking of the keyboard as I check things off the to-do list and book my train home for Christmas. Especially as the building we are in rather reminds me of the house where I grew up in that if someone sneezes on the opposite side of the building and on a different floor, you can still hear it. Which is not a bad thing, though it is entertaining sometimes to drop in on conversations a few offices down! I mean, how often is this quiet time going to happen over the next couple of weeks as we all gear up for the celebration of the birth of Christ? So far, I have on my radar a UMW Tea this Saturday, Advent Bible studies with the Presbyterians, our Las Posadas procession remembering Mary and Joseph’s search for room at the inn that we are tying in to modern day immigrants and the homeless’s search for shelter and acceptance, and regular food drive deliveries that we are always excited to have!
Mostly, I just hope that there is the same sense our high school choir had when rehearsing every day for four hours leading up to our annual Christmas concert that yes, this is a ton of work and time and some of it is kind of unpleasant, but at the end we got a tangible reward in the beautiful music and sense of accomplishment and the magic of the evening (not to mention the traditional celebration with beignets and cafe au lait afterwards where we got powdered sugar all over our black dresses!). I got that feeling last Wednesday when we had our Epic Turkey Giveaway. It was near the end of the day, and I was sore and tired and cranky and I just wanted to go home to bed, but I was taking peoples’ numbers as they left and making sure they didn’t leave with 6 turkeys, etc. With most people going through the line, it was just the simple “Number please, thank you, happy Thanksgiving!” but at one point, I noticed that one woman told another who was about to walk down the stairs with a stroller and baby and turkey and trimmings “No, no! Let me help you with that!” and they headed on out, but I have to say that that was when I remembered “Oh, yeah. This is why we are running around like turkeys with our heads cut off unloading 18 wheelers of turkeys and bagging extras like mashed potatoes and corralling the line and the army of volunteers” which was, I think, important for me to remember.
I also hope that everyone gets a few moments of quiet to think about that evening in Bethlehem with the peaceful sounds of cows mooing and horses eating hay and cute little baby Jesus wrapped in swaddling clothes and laying in a manger and what that meant and still means for all of us. Perhaps it is at a coffee shop sipping a peppermint flavored beverage, or at a church service or musical event of some sort, or perhaps it is in those last few moments before going to sleep.