Its always midnight somewhere. At least every 60 minutes. I think that is how it works as the earth rotates. Wonder about in outer space? Does time exist there? But I digress.
Midnight on Christmas Eve. (Soon midnight on New Year's Eve). Every 60 minutes in time to celebrate the beginning of all that is new. The day changes from Eve to Day. Birth every night. Just like Christmas Eve into Christmas Day.
This advent journey has taught me something: every moment is an opportunity to choose. We can choose to stay stuck or we can choose to move forward. We can can choose to ruminate on the past or we can choose to dream of the future. We can choose to be rueful or we can choose to be optimistic. It is all up to us, every moment, every day. It does not mean we will never be sad, never experience regreat. It simply means we can choose to place our faith in something/someone greater than ourselves or we can dispair in the darkness.
It is always midnight somewhere. And with the passing of midnight, the stars shine, the moon glides across the sky and, yes, the sun rises once again. It is as certain as I am telling this now. We only as happy as we choose to be.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holiday. Amen and Namaste.