Christmas Eve…

at immaculate conception Ah, at last Christmas Eve arrives. Advent is such a period of waiting, preparation. It’s a shame so many think it’s actually Christmas, when the next week (which of course *is* Christmas), is so peaceful, and often spent with family and friends.

For some reason I agreed to play the piano/organ for an evening Mass tonight. While I used to do that as a matter of course 4-6 times per weekend for decades, I haven’t done it in awhile and my nerves already are having a field day. Oh well, it may not be my most technically correct presentation, but like the little drummer boy, it is something I can offer.

Prayers for all as we enter into this great and holy Feast.