With a computer crash plus lots of other stuff, yes time has flown. As the old joke goes, “One frog said to the other, “Time sure is fun when you are having flies!”
Now we need to back up to Christmastide! On a more serious level here is something from retired Pope Benedict XVI on the subject of the praise of God at the Nativity:
‘Christianity has always understood that the speech of angels is actually song… And so from that moment, the angels’ song of praise has never gone silent… it resounds ever anew at the celebration of Jesus’ birth.’
A prayer from ancient Eastern Orthodoxy at Christmas Vespers:
‘What shall we offer you O Christ, who for our sake has appeared on earth as man? Every creature made by you offers you thanks. The angels offer you a hymn; the heavens a star; the Magi, gifts; the shepherds their wonder; the earth, it’s cave; the wilderness, the manger; and we offer you a virgin mother.’
From the modern Western tradition we have the Christina Rossetti poem which takes it further: there she ponders that only the Virgin Mother can offer Him a kiss. Of our own, what can we possibly offer? ‘My heart.’ Dare we fail our part?