Putting Away Christmas

Source: Frank Obrigewitsch, SJ

An ache rises in my breast,

Nostalgia nearly painful,

And the conflicted desire

That it remain or cease.

 

Crèche,

Twinkling lights,

Carols, wreathe,

Tinselled tree,

Shiny old baubles

That laser to my heart

Images so vivid,

Faces, souls, ghosts

Of seventy some Christmas’s

Only memory can contain

While I ponder the mystery

Of God born in time.

Et verbum caro factum est

Et habitavit in nobis:

The Word became flesh

And deigned to live among us.

 

Frank Obrigewitsch, SJ, is pastor of St. Ignatius parish in Winnipeg.

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