I awoke at 6:15. My usual wake-up time is somewhere between 5:30 and 6:00 so this constitutes sleeping in a bit for me.
The world is still silent though, no car doors slamming, engines starting or windshields scraping the remnants of the overnight frost. My bedroom window overlooks the parking lot of our condo complex so on a regular work day I tend to hear all the early risers heading off to their various work destinations
Not today, today is a holiday and the world will wake up a bit more slowly. Maybe not your house. Maybe the kids had you up in wild excitement well before dawn but as far as the outside world, the going places world, the hustle and bustle work a day world goes, this is a holiday.
Or should I say Holy-day?
The silence in my house at this hour is soothing. I tend to take advantage of this time to meditate. On this day the words of Isaiah rose in my mind quite unbidden.
For to us a child is born,Isaiah 9:6
to us a son is given,
and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
George Frederick Handel used these words as a refrain in one of the movements of his masterpiece, Messiah. I put it on and let these words enter my soul. May they enter yours, “For Unto us a Child is Born.”