Today I sat in my office and heard a lot of sounds. In the morning I heard the rush of the frigid wind outside and the popping of my portable heater. I heard the sounds of our preschool's Christmas pageant floating up from the Sanctuary. In the office I heard phones ringing and copiers whirring and bulletins being typed up. In the Fellowship Hall I listened to aging members of our congregation chatting during their annual Christmas lunch. Now back to my office again I hear the ticking of the clock...Tick, Tick, Tick...
I am listening for Jesus in the midst of this Christmas season. Sometimes I don't think I hear him at all, since everything else seems to be so LOUD. But maybe Jesus is actually in some of these other noises. He can be heard in the angelic voices of children. He can be heard in the sounds of fellowship among believers. He can be heard in the wind.
Maybe it's not so much that it's hard to find Jesus this time of year but that we aren't accustomed to his voice...
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