Greetings
Dear Reader,
I will be
writing about Christmas Eve twice. This
is the first and centered mostly on me. I
have done this for years and few know I do it.
About four times a year I smoke a pipe.
One of those times is Christmas Eve.
I will quietly slip out to the porch after everyone else is in bed and
the presents are laid out under the tree.
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| My Church Warden |
I have a
dwindling supply of an excellent McClelland dark Cavendish. I will fill my Church Warden with it. I used to use my Savinelli but I weep when I
smoke it now (absent friends). The
Church Warden does just fine. I will
also pour a small but generous portion of Grand Marnier into a brandy glass and
warm it over a candle.
Out in the
cold and quiet of Christmas Eve I will quietly recite the Christmas story from
Luke chapter 2 and enjoy some time of thankful prayer. I will quietly list all the blessings I can
think of until the pipe and bowl are done.
God gave his Son so I could live and that truly is enough. Beyond that he has blessed me so deeply with
other things.
It is so
easy to spend Christmas wanting and wishing.
I will set aside this time in dark hours of Christmas Eve to make sure
that my heart is set on gratitude and not avarice. Christmas morning I will get to enjoy my
children all in one place and having breakfast with them.
I have had
so much blessing because of this time over the years. I you Dear Reader find time to really find a
way to acknowledge how much you are loved by God before the night passes. It is a favorite part of my journey round the
sun each year.
Wishing you
joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So
Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of
Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new
and old things from his great treasure store."
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