For the month of December, the Head of School’s Blog will be a series of reflections on the meaning of Christmas. All reflections have been composed by the Head of School in previous years during the Christmas season. It is my sincere hope that these reflections will bring tidings of comfort and joy to you and your loved ones throughout the month of December.
The poinsettia flower…
Its blossoms travel from house to house, from altar to altar,
Its reddish triangular leaves draping Christmas tables and banking fireplaces each year.
A Christmas icon since
“Flores de la Noche Buena”
A long ago Christmas Eve in Central America,
A poor girl, on her way to Church, with no gift to bring Baby Jesu.
Sad and ashamed at her lack of a suitable offering for the Christ she loved so much,
She gathered weeds and with her wee, chapped hands, so red from her walk to church,
Brought them before the altar and laid them at the crèche.
And lo, they transformed into luscious red flowers…a Christmas miracle.
As legend tells it, the poinsettia was born.
Love transforms…love sees beauty in the most commonplace hearts and in seemingly ordinary souls.
So, Christ sees this in each of us…our inner beauty and our eventual transformation
From ordinary, to extraordinary…with Him.
At Christmas, and always, let love be your greatest gift.
Share it, as you would gifts under your tree, in small acts of kindness.
Deliver it, unwrapped to family, friends, and those close to your heart.
Give it, not sparingly, but as willingly as He did,
When He came that Christmas night,
And transformed us all forevermore.
Originally written in 2010.