A Christmas Paradox

Because Christmas isn’t about catching feelings

Grabbing at the air for that something you remember

All those songs sing of it

Their sounds are rung from the dampening cloth of it

The weight of change aches and drags

Calling you forward whilst dragging you back

But because Christmas isn’t about catching feelings,

I sit here in mine

We reminisce because maybe our childhood heart knew how to feel what was meant for us

Our hearts were not made for this world

Like clothes that don’t fit

Or socks used as gloves

Our hearts, they long for something more

Somehow we know we aren’t home

For now we are called to live in that tension

Our restless longing,

never satisfied by the glimpses of home

Oh my unsatisfied heart

Take comfort

You do not wait in vain

Because Christmas is about this hope,

Our ever near, in family here,

But ever not yet, home.

Because Christmas isn’t for reaching back,

But looking forward

Let us not lose the reminiscence of our childhood hope.