…in the winsome sound of a men’s choir singing with utter precision the pensive Christmas song, “Mary, Did You Know?”
…in the servant attitude of a teenager willing to travel between towns to wash windows and put up a Christmas tree for his older relatives.
…in the fierce confidence of a little girl who’s going to be a tiger for the church’s Christmas pageant.
...in the empathy of a worker at the deli counter, her slow pace keeping me waiting until she handed me sliced corned beef with a friendly smile and complimented my jacket. I walked away and then did a u-turn to thank her for her cheerfulness. When I told her about my husband’s illness, saying that her attitude had lifted my spirits, she frowned with concern and cooed hope for us.
…in the rescuing initiative of neighbours who united to sponsor a family of war refugees for immigration to Canada.
…in the reassuring welcome of an easy-going radiation tech who greets cancer patients with a grin.
…in the vulnerability of a rough-looking beggar who approached our group for money outside a downtown restaurant where we had enjoyed salmon and crème caramel at our annual Christmas dinner.
…in the generous spirit of an atheist friend who chose a Christmas card for me that sparkles in huge red and green letters, “GOD IS GOOD”.
Please, High Holy Mystery of Love, help us to recognize where You are in our messed up world.