* At this time of the year, I often contemplate the Christ child in the cave with a tired, weary, and perhaps even frightened Joseph and Mary looking over him.
How often we’ve passed by a Nativity set or seen the Christmas pageant without even thinking of the strangeness of the Lord of the universe, the Word of God who was in the beginning of the world, sleeping in a place that was previously used to house and feed livestock.
I don’t tell you this for sympathy, my dear reader, but to tell you that I do know the pain of being alone and single at Christmas.
If you are also suffering the pains of the mind, you know also how the darkness of winter can so easily overcome the glittering lights of the Christmas octave.
Can you cook a meal for a low-income family and bring them some small items for the octave of Christmas and the New Year?
This is the second year in a row that I am able to be home for Christmas and I am all too aware of how fortunate I am to talk to my parents face-to-face while my nephews play with the Yodeling Pickle that I got them (why, yes, the Lichens family shares a weird sense of humour).
As a single person you are also able to help in ways that a family cannot.
There is a part of all of us that desires to be wanted, to be needed, and you’d be surprised how well-received your own offers for assistance and help can be.
For me, and many singles, this was never an issue for the many noises of children and adults at Christmas are better than the silence of a small apartment.
So, welcome who you can and be willing to accept the welcome of others.