Remember the Night… (26th December 2008)

Remember the night with a difference. My Christmas was between expectation and apprehension, anticipation/expectation because it was my first Christmas overseas; apprehension because it was also my first mass in Italian with Italian community. So, it was sort of mix feeling. My midnight mass was at Gavonata, closed to Cassine, a cute little community, the most active and lively community in the parish. It was a well prepared liturgy. The liturgy began with an hour long opera, narrating the birth of Jesus with well prepared chorus. The celebration therefore became very meaningful in spite of the poor performance of the celebrant. Thanks for such an unforgettable night, the night at Gavonata, the night of the messiah, the night of the star, and the night of the stranger in their midst (the celebrant).
No more fear, no more anxiety, but joy and peace is what Christmas always bring to us. Keep remembering the night, the night of the light, the night of the shepherds, the night of the star, the night of the manger and the night of contradictions.