Some observations this Christmas season:
There is a quiet beauty to snow falling on Christmas Eve.
Christmas trees, late in the evening and early in the
morning have a quiet beauty about them.
A simple strand or two of lights outlining the front door
adds a feel of merriment unmatched by the largest display of flashing lights
and figurines synched to music.
One of the merriest things I saw was the small table at work
crowded with the little gifts adorned with ribbons and bows co-workers
spontaneously gave to each other, creating a kind of small cookie exchange.
Christmas cards strung along the ceiling of a living room create
a merry decoration.
A congregation gathered together on a Sunday afternoon to
share their musical talents informally is both quietly beautiful and quite
merry.
The story of Christ’s birth has a quiet beauty all its own.