Christmas
As a child Christmas meant a lot because I "believed" in Santa Claus. I even got in fights with the unbelievers, the scoffers of Santa. I was less inclined towards the presents and more happy with the making of coffee cakes and the magic of Santa.
The very thought of Santa not being able to get down a chimney never dawned on me. I simply believed.
Christmas meant hanging the stockings my grandmother had made over the fireplace. It meant visiting neighbors and days off from school. It meant lots of food and lots of things we did not see during the rest of the year.
As children we simply believed in the beauty of the season and all that it entailed. We did not bother trying to figure things out.
We often say, "things were simpler." Ironic, that we develop all these things to save time, keep track of time and organize time, yet we all seem to say, "we don't have any time."
Perhaps, we need to look inside for the very thing that "drives" us to stress and bad health, and see that simple is easier said than done, yet we are the controllers of the clock. What would happen if we allowed ourselves the empowerment of taking charge of the very thing that has escaped us? What if we were to believe in the "magic" of a moment?
What if we brought about the traditions that would bring relationships? Now, that would be Christmas.
The very thought of Santa not being able to get down a chimney never dawned on me. I simply believed.
Christmas meant hanging the stockings my grandmother had made over the fireplace. It meant visiting neighbors and days off from school. It meant lots of food and lots of things we did not see during the rest of the year.
As children we simply believed in the beauty of the season and all that it entailed. We did not bother trying to figure things out.
We often say, "things were simpler." Ironic, that we develop all these things to save time, keep track of time and organize time, yet we all seem to say, "we don't have any time."
Perhaps, we need to look inside for the very thing that "drives" us to stress and bad health, and see that simple is easier said than done, yet we are the controllers of the clock. What would happen if we allowed ourselves the empowerment of taking charge of the very thing that has escaped us? What if we were to believe in the "magic" of a moment?
What if we brought about the traditions that would bring relationships? Now, that would be Christmas.
posted by Pastor Lee | 8:45 AM
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