“Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?” It seems the easiest of things to be immersed in the frenzied activities of the season and yet totally miss the best parts. One of the keys to this phenomenon comes when the last word of the above-listed stanza gets recognized. We have to listen and to listen we need to be quiet. Each morning I rise early, get a cup of coffee, generally black and hot, sit at my desk and look out the window and pray. The lights remain off, all is quiet except for the creak of the floor and the sounds of weather out the window. There in the lightening darkness of dawn, one can hear, if one listens, to the voice of God speaking to you as he did to Elijah so many eons ago. In the stillness of the morning the Love of God for us comes often as tangible as the warm drink I sip. That presence exists even when I fail to recognize it, His love made Incarnate, Jesus awaits our yes, our Credo. For truth and knowledge do not await our acknowledgment to become real; they are real and we must recognize that in order to become wise. For this reason, we teach our students, we task them with learning and we test them, as appropriate, to judge how well they have accomplished their duty.