Christmas decorations are still standing strong in our home. Returning the house to “normal” will take place sometime this weekend – maybe.  We wait to undecorate until the 12 days are over (and because we want some time to enjoy them after we are done with the craziness of Advent and Christmas eve services).  It takes a good deal of work to clean-up from any worthy celebration.  It takes even more to allow the celebration to live in you and through you.  I’m reminded of this poem from Howard Thurman this time of year and as the waning hours of Christmas 2010-2011 come to a close, share it with you. 

The Work of Christmas

“When the song of the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among brothers,
To make music in the heart.”
— from The Mood of Christmas