On Christmas.

Around Christmas time, I nearly inevitably get this sort of anti-climatic feeling in my soul. It seems as if so much stress and preparation goes into this one day, only to have it gone in the blink of an eye. I suppose one could say that is due to the secularization of Christmas and that the materialistic side ought to be set aside anyways. But, even liturgically where the season runs through February 2nd, everything seems routine. Every year, we enter into the same spiritual preparation for an event which took place in history over 2000 years ago. What's the big deal? Christ isn't coming tomorrow--Christ came, is here, and will be into eternity. Things in life just aren't as good the second time around, never mind the 2010th time around. Rather than getting caught up in rehashing age old events, I wish I could enter into the reality of the incarnation on a day to day basis--an ever-present reality of Christ's presence, constantly calling us back towards Him.