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It is Christmas, and what do I wish for you?
I cannot glibly say, ‘Merry Christmas’ because, for many of you, this Christmas will be anything but ‘merry’.
It has been one of the toughest years we have encountered in a lifetime. It has been a year that has robbed us of loved ones and has stalked us with fear.
Yet here we are, once again approaching the stable in Bethlehem.
We strain to hear the angels’ song above the noise of a world in turmoil.
We strain to glimpse the baby amidst the cries of so many babies.
We try to find again the hope and the joy of that first Christmas.
And so let me tell you about hope and joy this Christmas.
Let me tell you about the villages here in Kintyre that have found that Christmas spirit anew.
Let me tell you about Christmas trees appearing in village greens to cheer people; let me tell you about Santa arriving with his sleigh on top of a tractor adorned with a million fairy lights as children’s faces glowed with wonder; let me tell you about an elf who goes around a village giving all that she has to make others happy: let me tell you about windows aglow with hope; let me tell you about people sharing everything.
Let me tell you about Christmas in lockdown in a rural area in Argyll.
There are real angels here, with gifts that have no monetary value, yet are beyond price.
There are angels here who have given of themselves to make others happy.
There are angels here who know that many are hurting, and who express their love in action and not in platitudes.
So, on this Christmas Day, I wish for you the blessings of the invisible angels.