Yes, I know that Christmas is almost a full month away, but I still can't wait. There is a little leap of joy in my heart every time I look at the crappy little tree in my living room. The multi-colored prisms which dance upon the walls remind me of happier times years ago. Each time I gaze upon them I can see a bit of the potential hope which lies in the next day; I go to bed longing desperately for it.
How much "Christ" is there in Christmas these days? I believe there's more than what people might think. One of the points of Christmas, at least I believe, is that we have the opportunity to show others the breadth of love and compassion which lies in each human heart. Isn't that what Christ taught? The only flaw with the idea is that we seem to put away that important lesson when we put away the lights. The celebration of Christmas should be 365 days a year -- not 30.
I send out a note of love to all of those people who have been an important part of my life in the last year. Better yet, I send out that same note of love to all of you who have been a complete pain in my ass during the last year! So..to everyone, have a happy holiday and love your neighbor as you would have them love you!
If you don't like this entry...then Ba Humbug!!
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Turkey Day
These last few years have been trying times for this nation and for hundreds of millions around the globe. A climate of political unrest and economic instability has caused us to question the wisdom of our leaders and wonder as to whether God was still watching over us.
Eighty years ago many of the questions we are asking now might have sat heavy in the mouths of those who had yet to benefit from FDR's "New Deal". How did they manage to make it through such times? Do we have the inner strength that our grandparents had?
I know that there are folks out there in the conservative christian camp who would like to blame these tough times on everything from gay marriage to premarital sex. Does playing the blame game really benefit anyone? I believe that sometimes we have to chalk our misfortune up to "shit happens". There will likely never be any concrete pedestal upon which we will be able to place the true culprit and say "there it is! shoot the bastard!" No super heroes will fly in to say our collective asses from the fires of our own creation.
Instead of blaming, let's be thanking. I thank who ever it is that's running this circus for the fact that I'm still breathing and still learning. I am thankful for my brains, my talent, and the dipper full of potential which I rise with each morning. I am thankful for each friend I have who has stood with me through the worst of times. I pray that I can return the favor from time to time.
I am thankful for the memories which can be tasted in every bite of my mother's famous thansgiving dressing. And though I have spent this day alone, I am thankful for each phone call from loved ones who telephone to let me know that they are thinking of me as much as I am thinking of them.
I am thankful for the pulse which beats within each of you who are reading this. Whether it be holiday time of just a plain old Saturday in March, I hope that each of you go to bed tonight with a little thanks in your hearts as well.
Eighty years ago many of the questions we are asking now might have sat heavy in the mouths of those who had yet to benefit from FDR's "New Deal". How did they manage to make it through such times? Do we have the inner strength that our grandparents had?
I know that there are folks out there in the conservative christian camp who would like to blame these tough times on everything from gay marriage to premarital sex. Does playing the blame game really benefit anyone? I believe that sometimes we have to chalk our misfortune up to "shit happens". There will likely never be any concrete pedestal upon which we will be able to place the true culprit and say "there it is! shoot the bastard!" No super heroes will fly in to say our collective asses from the fires of our own creation.
Instead of blaming, let's be thanking. I thank who ever it is that's running this circus for the fact that I'm still breathing and still learning. I am thankful for my brains, my talent, and the dipper full of potential which I rise with each morning. I am thankful for each friend I have who has stood with me through the worst of times. I pray that I can return the favor from time to time.
I am thankful for the memories which can be tasted in every bite of my mother's famous thansgiving dressing. And though I have spent this day alone, I am thankful for each phone call from loved ones who telephone to let me know that they are thinking of me as much as I am thinking of them.
I am thankful for the pulse which beats within each of you who are reading this. Whether it be holiday time of just a plain old Saturday in March, I hope that each of you go to bed tonight with a little thanks in your hearts as well.
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