One of the characters, Pierce, buys ear-noculars, and continually eavesdrops on distant conversations. In the last moments of the show we see him sitting on a bench without them. His classmate, Jeff, asks him what happened to them. Pierce says he got rid of them, and then explains that he thinks we were designed to hear whatever people are saying when they're close ... because the people who are close to us are the people we love.
It made me think about what I say to the people who are close to me. I hope they hear I love you.
And it made me think of Jesus ... who came all the way here so that He could be close to us. So we could hear Him - and He could hear us - up close and in person.
Sometimes I think my soundtrack is on a continuous loop - my alarm buzzing, spoon clinking in my coffee mug, kids saying hilarious things, whining, crying, microwave beeping, more spoon clinking, phone beeping, water running, kids laughing, patrick praying, quietness, snoring, repeat. It's easy to get absorbed in the sounds of my life. It's easy to ignore other sounds, keep them in the background, tell myself I'll pay attention to them later.
Christmas reminds me to look up from my busy days and listen close. Listen close to the song that star sang over Bethlehem. Listen close to the glory of angelsong in the night. Listen close to the willing surrender and meekness. Listen close to the Father who placed His most precious darling right here in our world and came all the way into human skin to say Merry Christmas. To me.
Merry Christmas, friends.