Blue Christmas

This year our church hosted a “Blue Christmas” service: one designed for people in mourning, or who have suffered loss, or who deal with depression, or who for whatever reason, just don’t feel up to the typical “festiveness” of the season.  A contemplative service, it offered a message of love, compassion and support without the trappings of HAPPYHAPPYHAPPYHOLIDAYS!!!!!

Having lost our only child due to cancer recently, I was NOT looking forward to this service. My theme song is “I am a rock” by Simon and Garfunkel. ” Hiding in my room, Safe within my womb, I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island.”

Pastor Katlin gave the sermon. She suggested that for some people, the holidays can be likened to foxholes.  Those who have difficulties are down under the ground dug into their foxholes.  People at the surface can look down the hole to address…….down below.

Some at the top may just yell down “Hey, you doin’ ok?” Others at the top may descend the ladder to offer a handshake…

And some may actually come all the way down into the den to embrace the hider-outer, offer care and compassion….and to fully embrace the fox’s pain

I liked the image…..but I’m not ready.

I play my Christmas carols. I bake cookies. I host parties where I wear ugly Christmas sweaters. And when those are done….Simon and Garfunkel take over again.

Hey you kids….stay off my —— foxhole.