Tomorrow is Christmas, Merry Christmas to you and yours. I mean that from the bottom of my heart. Christmas has always been a joy for me; I have always loved it. At first, of course, for the presents! But then, as I grew older, for the original meaning behind it: Love and peace for all mankind—the realization and manifestation of love in the world, as inspired by the birth of Christ.
Christmas in my house as a child was the true manifestation of love, happiness, and joy. Yes, much of that was expressed in present giving and receiving, and man, there were lots of presents for sure, and my family went through some hard times, but there were always presents. But of course it went beyond that material exchange. The mystery and magic of Christmas was everywhere. My mother was known by all of us in my family as the “Queen of Christmas” and she made great effort to decorate our home with lights, trimmings, ornaments, and everything imaginable that is “Christmassy.” She loved to make Christmas mysterious and magical as well. My environment during this wonderful time of year was pure fantasy, and to this day I cherish the memories and try my best to repeat a few of them every year.
The last two Christmases (including this one) carry a bit more melancholy than usual, considering the state of the world. But there has always been sadness, lack, and suffering in the world. Of course, as kids, and even the majority of most people’s adulthoods, that awareness is pretty distant. Particularly if we are blessed to have been born in a country that is relatively stable and opulent. This of course is the time to realize that the majority of the world was not born into that privilege, and to give from the heart, and the wallet, as much as we can for those less fortunate.
Of course this year we are fundamentally less fortunate than we were years before. Our cultural base has been threatened, and continues to be threatened, by the World War of Ideas. Our ideas of freedom, human decency, and a meaningful and purposeful life have been seriously threatened. And although this threat has been present for decades, if not millennia, these past two years have shown the most egregious display of it.
But it is important to always know that love, and peace among human beings is really the foundational truth about mankind. It always has been, and always will be. There are evil forces at work, and that too has always been the case, but the love of God (and if you are not a believer in God, please be a believer in something) is always present, always at work, and will always prevail.
Share some of your Christmas memories—or other celebrations you have experienced this time of year!
Merry Christmas to all Shrews Near and Far…and to the Sheep as Well. Merry Christmas to All.
The spirit of Christmas is Christ-like love. The way to increase the Christmas spirit is to reach out generously to those around us and give of ourselves. The best gifts are not material things but gifts of listening, of showing kindness, of remembering, of visiting, of forgiving, of giving time.
— Bonnie L. Oscarson
Merry Christmas to you too Todd. My parents came to Canada from Germany so we typically celebrated on Christmas Eve. My mother was never much for making big celebrations but she did make Christmas magical. She and my dad would put a drape over the living room entrance and tell my brother and I to stay out while they “got the room ready for Santa”. We’d go over to our neighbours who were surrogate grandparents to us and have snacks and drinks. Santa may have come by while we were out and my dad would check before we were allowed in. Magically our Christmas tree appeared, candles burning (no electric lights) and German Christmas carols playing. And of course presents under the tree. It was magical. We continue the tradition of candles on the tree but celebrate on Christmas morning. My kids both swore they heard Rudolph on the roof of our house. This year it looks like my daughter won’t make it home from Montreal due to the ongoing storm, it also is the first since my mom passed. Happy/sad days, drives home the fact that you should always appreciate the people you love and rejoice in being together because you never know what may happen. Blessings to the Shrews! 🎄🥂🕯
Merry Xmas Todd! Thanks for all you do. Fave Xmas memory was as a child on our farm and dad took the feet from a deer he killed to make prints with snowmobile caboose tracks all over yard to make it look like Santa and his sled were in our yard. Magical!!!