I said yesterday that I am glad that we don’t. do it. . ….Now however I can’t help feeling a little strange. It is 7.30 Christmas morning . Outside is pitch dark and as quiet as the grave.
It is not that I miss presents or the food but I have sense of emptiness , that the whole world has something that I and others don’t have. Maybe I miss the company, the warmth of a family gathering… although Covid might interfere with that these days.
As a witness at least we had a sense of purpose, when I was young we all used to go out on the Ministry this day … we stood alone,together, proud of our stand against the “pagan” world . Now there is nothing…
I realise I am not making much sense… Oh well, I am sure the day will improve, spend time with my wife, later watch a film on tv, play some music. It will soon be gone.