Will Christmas Find You?

 

Where will Christmas find you? You know, that feeling that tells you it is a special time of the year, one of comfort and warmth and a full heart.

If I work at it I can identify important points in my life simply by where Christmas found me that particular year. It has happened at a Christmas tree farm, at a church, looking at a computer and while talking on the radio, among other places.

The thing is, Christmas usually doesn’t find me where or when I plan for it. And I think it is the same for lots of people. It might not be at the table heaped with food and surrounded by those you love. It might not be at the delight of squealing children, rushing into a room full of toys waiting to be discovered. Christmas might not find you at church as you hear the story of the birth of Jesus, or listening to angelic voices in a choir. It might not find you while witnessing a live Nativity scene or enduring a gaggle of fifth graders mumbling through a holiday production.

On the other hand, Christmas might find you as you speak to a police officer and backhandedly find out he took a bullet in the line of duty since the last time you spoke. It might be as you stand in the glow of a well-lit tree, peering through the window at a dark driveway in anticipation of headlights, or watching the same driveway longing for headlights that will never come, thinking about years past when loved ones beat a path to your door. It might even be as you sit on the floor of a living room at some ridiculous hour of the night trying to assemble something you don’t understand using instructions written in Chinese. There is no right answer. There is no perfect time or place for Christmas to find you and for you to find it.

So what do I think you need to do in order to have a chance to find Christmas? It is pretty simple, really. Just stop. Stop texting, talking, moving, shaking and buying. Stop looking, thinking, worrying, and obsessing. Stop looking at FB and your phone. Stop selling —and going, going, going.

You can wrap the presents, you can put up the lights, you can prepare the food, but if you don’t stop and let the moment find you, then all you are doing is making the effort and getting none of the reward.

This year, my Christmas wish to you is simply that you will find time to stop. That’s it, stop, and let Christmas find you.

 

(Here’s something that stopped me in my tracks. Have you seen it? An opera group does a flash mob kind of thing in an airport… enjoy and Merry Christmas.)

 

My Garden

GARDENI garden like I parent. I don’t follow the rules or stay within the lines. I don’t read the small print, or boring print. I love and water more than I should. Weeds? Get ’em when you can. Try to steer them if you think they are off course, and don’t really worry what that looks like to others. And this is the part I have to work on… Don’t focus on the end result. Every day is an end. What you produce is subject to lots of variables you can’t control. Do your best. And hopefully we will feast more days than we hunger.

One Dollar Seventy Two Cents (Less)

gas proices

Gas has been so high for so long I almost don’t pay attention anymore. I just pull up to the pump and take my beating.

It was different yesterday. I was amazed at how much gas the family “truckster” got for how little money.

How long had it been?

As near as I can tell the last time gas was this low around here Tiger was winning US Opens, the Giants had won a Super Bowl and the Gators won a National Championship. Michael Phelps was breaking records, not laws. Bill Gates had stepped down for a tougher job, which was trying to give away all the money he made at Microsoft. We were introduced to the Jolie-Pitt twins. Queen Bey was singing to the single ladies. And there was an Indiana Jones movie.

Come to think of it, there’s not a bad batch of movies out right now… so with the extra jingle from the pump maybe we’ll go check out an Oscar contender.

Say what? It costs how much money to go the movies?

Ok… maybe not.

Birthdays and Big Brothers

birthdays and big brothers

We celebrated a milestone last night. The twins are teenagers! I think this image is totally appropriate. Here’s to hoping their big brother can keep his arms around them as they wade into the deeper waters of adulthood. I’m not sure they are ready, but the clock doesn’t stop ticking. So here we go, it will be everything this stage in life brings times two. They’ve got the best guide they could hope for. I pray their big brother keeps his arms around them and provides a little comfort and steering when needed. I also pray they will listen when he tries to provide some wisdom or advice. Basically, I just pray.