Merry Christmas Dear Reader,
I have dear friends who send me Christmas cards every
year. I have never been someone who
sends cards. If one gets a card from me
for any reason one should realize that it is uncommon. My Daughter, Christmas on the other hand
loves to make cards and send them to people.
She creates beautiful three dimensional treasures.
The song I am pondering today is one that reminds us that we
are celebrating a birth. It also reminds
us that we celebrate while there are still serious things to consider. There is a time and season to both celebration
and contemplation.
I must celebrate. The
revels are right and meant to show joy and hope. There will be gifts given, meals shared, and
love shown. I will find great joy in the
wonder of my Grandsons, the surprise in my children, and the time to rest and
write.
We must also always have a shadow in our Christmas. There must be a corner to our smiles. We cannot celebrate without the shadow from
our lights reminding us of those in need.
We must not forget that the manger always has the shadow of the
cross. We must have both content and
style. We must never be perfunctory.
Birthday
Card at Christmas – Jethro Tull
Got a birthday card at Christmas: it made me think of Jesus
Christ.
It said, “I love you” in small letters. I simply had to read
it twice.
Wood smoke curled from blackened chimneys. The smell of
frost was in the air.
Pole star hovered in the blackness. I looked again: it
wasn’t there.
People have showered me with presents. While their minds
were fixed on other things.
Sleigh bells, bearded red suit uncles. Pointy trees and
angel wings.
I am the shadow in your Christmas. I am the corner of your
smile.
Perfunctory in celebration. You offer content but no style.
That little baby Jesus: he got a birthday card or three.
Gold trinkets and cheap frankincense. Some penny baubles for
his tree.
Have some time off for good behaviour. Forty days, give or
take a few.
Hey there, sweet baby Jesus: Let’s share a birthday card
with you.
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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