Yuletide Magic

Christmas has always fascinated me with its transformative power. Life takes on a misty prism of red and green and somewhat of a halt in daily strife and turmoil. I was at Walmart the other day and the friendly cashier wished me Merry Christmas. I wished her the same and I thought what a more peaceful world we would live in if we each took the time to wish each others the best..each time that we met. Statistics have shown that there is more food given to the hungry at this time of year and more shelter provided for the homeless during the holiday season. It hurts our conscience and our spirit of recognizing the birth of Jesus…to think that we turned away from those who are food insecure and those who are cold and who are sleeping rough… There is a feel good feeling to considering the poor among us at this time of universal gift giving. Why…even Congress may finally send us some small relief from our poverty and hunger and lack of coat or cloak or blanket as a buffer from the cold… and the devastation of the Coronavirus!

How does it feel when you are the person who is walking when seemingly all others are riding? What thoughts go through a persons head and what do they see when they look into the mirror and witness their emaciated reflection staring hollowed eyed…back at them? As you shiver outside of a local five star restaraunt…and you sit on the cold and hard sidewalk waiting for anyone to give you a dollar for a McDonalds hamburger? It is so easy to talk a good game…but to walk away when the need is directly in front of your eyes…

Scrooge’s transformation is legendary! Charles Dickens ‘A Christmas Carol’ inspires us to rise from the darkness that is part of us…and to choose to follow the light of the angels… What if the poorly clad and cold and hungry among us…are angels… Perhaps the inconvenient and embarrassing and shunned in our midst…are Christ…looking for a place to be born?

Permission is granted to be more loving and caring and considerate of our fellow human travelers during Christmas time. It is an integral component of the ethos of the season. The warm and fuzzy emotions that captivate our heart become inclusive to those members of society that we do not often think of. We seek how to close our year and make amends for our thoughtlessness and lack of time for…the needy that are under our nose…365 days a year…

When I consider the blessings that I have received I know that I am neither worthy, by my own merit, nor one of those who did it on my own…or as the famous crooner, Frank Sinatra sand, ‘I did it my way!’ MJ and I worked hard…but a Guardian Angel was always at our sides! I vividly recall our first Christmas as a married couple! Christmas 1978 was a golden time for us! We had married in March of 78′ and had proceeded to experience extremely difficult times, financially, until October of that year. That is when I was hired as a Building Service Worker I @ Physical Plant Building Services on October 10th. On October 25th we purchased our first new automobile. A two door LTD. It seemed like a Lincoln Continental to me… As we drove to my mom and step-dad’s house in Eldorado, Illinois on Christmas Eve…I felt like that we were finally in the game of life! We could support ourselves and purchase enough groceries to feed ourselves and soon to buy our first home. We had a beautiful landscape painting in our, spacious, backseat, of our massive LTD…for mom. I had worked hard since the time that I had graduated from Eldorado High School…but I had never made any significant money…I felt like a hard working bum! But, I did not feel like a bum on Christmas Eve of 1978…I had a new job that turned into my career and I had money for modest Christmas gifts…and a glow of the magic of Christmas!

I stood in silence as the Ghost of Christmas present sang to us at the Fox Theatre! He sang of the joys of Christmas and of his visit with Mr. Scrooge and his performance lifted my spirits to what I call…a Christmas Experience… I saw a little boy in Chicago…and a young man with a new wife and 2 little boys named Aaron and Jonathon…and a 63 year old man…who is still mesmerized by the magic of Christmas…

3 responses

  1. You are right in that there is always something magical about Christmas. I have not experienced any Christmas miracles but somehow the yuletide period and me watching a lot of Hallmark christmas movies sets the magical mood, sans the cold wintry air. It would be nice to have winter in Singapore.

    1. Merry Christmas, my friend! πŸŽ…πŸ»πŸŽ„

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