Maybe it's the sugar crash and lack of sleep . . .

I know the link between Christmas and St. Stephen's day, and I know I should be able to celebrate the latter more ebulliently. Yet I inevitably find myself a little disappointed in today's reflection, even though Stephen's martyrdom is the very sort of victory which the Babe was born to win for us.

And I also know this says more about my own lack of spiritual maturity than of anything lacking in the Church's calendar during the Christmas season.