💌 Merry Christmas and thank you!


Merry Christmas from New York City.

I had big plans upon arriving last week to find the quintessential New York cathedral for our family to attend midnight Mass. With so many to choose from, I felt like a kid in a candy shop. But, as they say about the best-laid plans... After visiting only a couple, a nasty virus knocked me out for a few days, and now arctic temperatures have made stepping outside feel like heroism or sheer insanity, I'm not sure which! My perfect plans? They drifted out the window like steam rising from the subway grates.

But isn’t that what Christmas is about, really? Not the shiny perfection of it, but the cracked-open places where miracles can enter. The waiting. The hoping. The surrender.

Much to my surprise, New York is revealing herself to me like a cathedral without walls. The tiny neighborhood eateries, corner delis, and Christmas markets. People huddled together for warmth, both physically and in spirit. Yes, the churches here are beautiful, but they aren’t the Truth. They point to the Truth, remind us of it. And right now, the whole city bundled in scarves and mittens is pointing me to the Truth.

So here I am, in the thick of it, wondering about you.

I don’t know where you are tonight. Maybe you’re gathered by a fire with loved ones, surrounded by warmth and companionship. Maybe you’re sitting quietly with yourself, reflecting on the year. Or maybe you’re somewhere in between, caught in wondering...

Wherever you find yourself, you are in my heart and prayers. I hope you can find a moment to pause. To sit. To let the weight of the year melt away in the glow of a single light --whether it’s a candle, a star, or the twinkle of your tree. I'm truly grateful for you.

© 2024 Susie Kher

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