I can't even remember the last time I went to Christmas Eve service at Second Congregational. The memory of attending these services are wrapped around my heart. Being the baby of the family, I always felt like I missed out on all the good stuff. My cousins and brothers were thick as thieves. I always watched them head out the door as I was heading to bed. But Christmas Eve Service was the one thing I was allowed to do that was considered 'grown-up.' I don't think it was just the service itself that made a lasting impression. Even though 'our church' at night was truly amazing. Rev. Wright preaching his sermon by candlelight as shadows danced across the walls. I always watched my mother during this service. She loved it. She loved to belt out 'Joy to the World.' I can never listen to that song without hearing her voice singing "and heaven and nature sing..." I loved to nestle up her next to her and hold her hand. Which was a rare occasion. And of course, the end of the service would be just voices and candles singing 'Silent Night.' Low lights would come up and we would all wish each other 'Merry Christmas.' So cool, so miss it....and so I will go this year....sit in the dark.....and be moved by the Christmas Spirit.
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