I dreamed it was Christmas Eve,
and while waiting for a green light I noticed the manger scene on the church lawn.
It''s all so overwhelming, this Christmas business, I thought.
The shopping and singing and partying and gift-wrapping and Santa Claus and Jesus.
I feel wonderful then guilty then joyful then confused.
God help me, I thought.
And the light changed, and the baby in the manger smiled.