I've been pondering lately what it means to live the liturgical season. I've found some amazing resources, inspirations, and overall felt a greater awareness of the importance and wisdom in the seasons in our church. I'm usually one who drags my feet when it comes to putting away decorations and taking down my Christmas tree. I absolutely love the glow of Christmas lights, especially when entering an otherwise dark house. It's inviting and warm and evokes feelings of happiness and joy. That's not to say that there is any magic that emanates from these bright globes, they will glow whether I've had a good or bad day, whether it snowed one inch or ten. But like Pavlov's dog, I seem to have conditioned myself to find, see and welcome joy into my life more quickly when the tree is lit. I also love the parallel that as we approach the shortest day of the year, we enjoy our lights while we crave and seek the true Light - Jesus Christ.
