Went with sis to midnight mass. Well, 10pm Christmas Eve mass to be exact, at the small church within walking distance of her place. More than the normal number of attendees of course, but not like the huge crowds at the main cathedrals. From The First Noel with the procession, to Silent Night at Communion and Joy to the World at the end, it was a really nice service. The gospel was from Luke and the homily told the story of a Danish king who gave up his throne to marry a peasant girl. The story hasn’t ended yet so we don’t know if they live happily ever after; much like the story of Jesus coming to live amongst us—the story is ongoing.
When the Father got to the part in the gospel where Jesus was born, he took the baby Jesus doll from the crib in front of the lectern and we all sang out “Gloria in excelsis Deo.” It was quite moving. I had a flashback to when Mum and I visited the Star Grotto in Bethlehem, and touched the spot where He was born, and it seems a very fitting bookend to my 2014.