Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. - Hebrews 11:1 ♥
Friday, 25 December 2009 11:42 pm
Christmas Day.
i woke up at 6.30am to the dark interiors of an empty hall that is our church building, feeling the effects of having slept for barely an hour. somehow, louisa and i managed to drag our half-asleep selves to the train station, armed with board games and stuff that is just called stuff becuase to break them down in detail would be absolutely laborious.
took the bus back home this Christmas morning...where no snow flakes were falling, no bells were ringing and nobody was any different from themselves on any other day. i only haven't been home for the last 24 hours yet somehow it feels like a long time... and there's an inexplicable gladness to be standing on home ground.
christmas this year is absolutely un-christmassy. except during the countdown party where the warmth did manage to touch the heart for a small short while but towards the still hours of the early morning it was gone and fatigue was the only emotion left to be felt.
if you ask me how the process of planning the hangout was like... i would say surreal. but it stops there because there's so much left in my head to sort out. when you are the person making things happen, somehow you can't quite believe it has happened even when it has and you were there to make reality as it were.
does Christmas really have to happen only on Christmas?
i woke up at 6.30am to the dark interiors of an empty hall that is our church building, feeling the effects of having slept for barely an hour. somehow, louisa and i managed to drag our half-asleep selves to the train station, armed with board games and stuff that is just called stuff becuase to break them down in detail would be absolutely laborious.
took the bus back home this Christmas morning...where no snow flakes were falling, no bells were ringing and nobody was any different from themselves on any other day. i only haven't been home for the last 24 hours yet somehow it feels like a long time... and there's an inexplicable gladness to be standing on home ground.
christmas this year is absolutely un-christmassy. except during the countdown party where the warmth did manage to touch the heart for a small short while but towards the still hours of the early morning it was gone and fatigue was the only emotion left to be felt.
if you ask me how the process of planning the hangout was like... i would say surreal. but it stops there because there's so much left in my head to sort out. when you are the person making things happen, somehow you can't quite believe it has happened even when it has and you were there to make reality as it were.
does Christmas really have to happen only on Christmas?
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