Gloria

Yesterday morning at church I was cranky…..the weather is ridiculously warm (the bugs are still alive). We have no beautiful snow….just brown everywhere. I have a list a mile long and like every Mom around the world right now I have absolutely no idea how it’s going to get done.

The Christmas music started playing….and since I work in retail and hear this music 24/7…..it’s like fingernails on the chalkboard to me. I just really can’t take it anymore. So, in my head I counted down the days to when Christmas was over, and when I would take down the decor….how I would decorate ( you know….clearly focusing on the Savior).

Then, out of nowhere….some magic happened. There was a young man who was mentally handicapped….and he was just excited to hear the music. He was in the aisle (our church is very large) he was in the main aisle, in the back. The song was “Angels we Have Heard On High” and he liked it very much. He danced and he clapped and he sang at the top of his lungs. I saw no one bothered by him (for which I was grateful) and he sang to the Lord and he was unashamed. I stood there….tears forming in my eyes. I could hear his off tune beautiful voice singing loudly “Gloria in excelsius deo”. My thoughts went back to the beautiful souls I visit at the UCP and how they would have been in the aisle with him. How that the imperfect….is what makes this season so beautiful. I had forgotten….it’s not about how tired I am….how clean my house is…how perfect my presents are wrapped….it’s about how the savior of the world….came….for the imperfect. Imperfect is beautiful….imperfect is when things get done….imperfect is when humble servant can touch the world. Go find the imperfect….go dance in the aisles…go enjoy the grace He has given us in His perfection….our imperfection is made perfect.

Merry Christmas!