The Meandering Mind of a Christian Woman

            It’s Christmas morning. The words that repeatedly come to mind are; awe and wonder. For the Christian, this is a day to remember the awe and wonder of God’s great love for us. There are those who would argue that Jesus wasn’t born in December, but it doesn’t change what he has done for us. It is about remembering the most perfect gift the world ever received.             During my childhood our tradition was to attend the children’s Christmas program on Christmas Eve and when we returned home, we would have our gift opening. The excitement and anticipation were palpable. I also recall the awe and wonder of the Christmas program, the church was filled with smiling, happy people, eager to see what the children had prepared. The glow of the lights from the tree created an ambiance of the holy, the sacred. And the message! We children had the great privilege of sharing the message of this great thing that had come to pass. Dressed in our Christmas finery and garnering the

            I was raised by a very punctual mother. My siblings and I learned that if you weren’t thirty minutes early for anything; you were late. I am still a punctual person and I believe being punctual also demonstrates respect for others, it respects their time. Another saying that people are probably familiar with is that “time is money.” My preference is that time is valuable. ·          To the person stuck in traffic but trying to make a flight at the airport. ·          To the patient in pain waiting for a doctor to prescribe medicine to relieve the pain. ·          To anyone on the opposite side of the bathroom door from where they need to be. ·          To the last-minute Christmas shopper, searching for a specific gift. ·          To the baker with a delicate treat in the oven. ·          To the person with a terminal diagnosis. Obviously, I could go on and on; we have all been caught in the snare known as time. Now, consider the time we waste. I am guilty o