Home is where the heart of the season is. For me, it is in this, my favorite season of the church year – Advent. Anticipating what’s to come. My favorite hymns that always make my eyes get misty and my throat get lumpy. Choking back the sobs when I hear “O Holy Night”. The different, delightful rhythm of life. Family reunions. Seeing family guests in worship; rejoicing with those still able to travel to where the family is, where the new-fallen snow is. Giggling with delight at a kindly gentleman’s telling of “’Twas the Night Before Christmas”.

 Each of you certainly has your special personal list. Favorite carols, cookies, and commemorations. Our souls long for the home that is not about  

size, newness, or creature comforts. Home could be a one-room shack for all I care. As long as it’s filled with love, music, and laughter – things that the heart truly treasures. Emmanuel comes again to abide with us. Ah, what a word: abide. It means peace, fullness, warmth. The embedding of a Savior who is also our brother. There is much to ponder in this wondrous, mysterious time. If we allow ourselves a break from the “spin” cycle, we will be more ready to embrace what we always embrace in cold December. Everything that’s on your special personal list that is not “hustle and bustle”.

The time is too fleeting to do otherwise. Music, Advent, love. Savor them, and the unconditional love that is the reason for it all. May the precious home that is Emmanuel be with you all and always.

Pastor Art