I was not going to buy anything from the expensive catalogue, but one headline took my eye:
Few things in life are a privilege to give and receive.
Complete with full stop, to suggest that the whisky concerned must be as perfect as the grammar.
Hang on, I thought, that’s rubbish!
A Japanese friend counted it a privilege to buy our daughter’s first shoes: to us it was a privilege to receive them. Rings. Embraces. Musical performances. A child’s painting. A plant grown from seed or cutting. A birthday cake. Care for a frail person.
You can add to the list, and please do. ‘It is in giving that we receive.’ To be alive and able to give and receive is itself a privilege. To be able to love.
To share in Jesus’ humanity and his divinity is the ultimate privilege: freely you have received, so freely give.
Saint Stephen gave his life, as we remember today.
Happy Christmas from all at Agnellus’ mirror!
WT.