Tuesday, December 22, 2015
A Very Special Christmas Party
This Advent has been a great blessing for me. I feel God has been with me in so many, many ways during these days. And so I guess it shouldn’t be strange that I felt a desire to throw Him a Christmas party, but it was something I had never done before.
When I went to the adoration chapel late this night, I began my Evening Prayers with the Rosary, as I usually do. I prayed the Joyful Mysteries tonight, and quickly felt at home saying them --- they were right for this time of year, and I resolved to remember to pray them each night this week up to Christmas Day. Using the Joyful Mystery meditations I wrote a few years back (you can find them somewhere on this blog), there was a very rich conversation between Jesus, Mary, and I. The adorers from the previous adoration hour bid their farewells after a bit, and we exchanged Christmas wishes, and then I was alone with Jesus, and I prayed the Rosary aloud. I looked forward to my next plans for the night, when the lock of the chapel doors clicked open, and a young man walked in and knelt down. This was most unusual for 1AM, and in my heart I was a bit disappointed. Not only did I stop saying the Rosary aloud, but his presence would disrupt my private plans for the rest of the evening. But even this, well, this might be the will of God, and so I silently assented to whatever He wished. But the young man only stayed a few minutes, and I completed the Rosary telling Jesus all the things I wanted to thank Him for, for the events surrounding His birth.
After the Rosary, the party began. I had brought my CD player to the chapel, and so Jesus and I, alone, listened to the beautiful Christmas singing of Andrea Bocelli. His Christmas album is like no other; it was glorious. From White Christmas to The Christmas Song to Adeste Fideles, the chapel rang with the words of his glorious praise of God. And as Bocelli sang, I opened and read the Christmas cards I had received and brought to the chapel, reading each greeting, each letter, while often looking up at Jesus on the altar. And I gave Him thanks for these beautiful people who He has put in my life. I am so blessed.
But before I knew it I heard the click on the chapel door locks again --- my replacement adorers arrived, interrupting my revere, and my tears. I begged: “I’d like to hear the end of this, please,” and they silently nodded their assent --- as Andrea sang Silent Night.
And they were crying too.
In all my life I don’t think I’ve been to a Christmas Party which gave me such joy, and I believe it gave Jesus joy also. It was a very special Christmas Party, honoring “the Birthday Boy.” It was a great privilege for me to be there.