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11.30 AM:

I was raised as a "generic" Protestant/Methodist; and my family pretty much participated in all that comes with that, insofar as one could on Army bases with whatever "Protestant" chaplain happened to be in charge at any given time. So, I had a pretty eclectic religious background and was open to just about anything.

When I got married the first time, I married an Episcopalian and became one of those for a while, because what religion a person chose really did not matter much to me. Later, after I was divorced, I joined a Methodist church because it was the most out-there liberal one I could find. At that time I was really moving toward agnosticism and thinking of leaving the church altogether, but the community of people was nice and social justice issues along with liberal politics were high on their agenda. I felt I belonged to that group of people and I stayed for a while.

Eventually though, I stepped away, and while I still believe in social justice and liberal politics, I long ago stopped believing in a supreme being, am not at all religious and I'm perfectly satisfied with that.

Still, the nostalgia of one's childhood dies hard, and I always enjoy waking up on Christmas Eve and hearing the service of Lessons and Carols, and listening to other Christmas music while I prepare for the day's events. It's relaxing and it invokes good feelings of certain childhood moments of comfort and well being, and of the magic and hope of Christmas.

It's a good feeling right now, too, and I hope it holds.

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