A True Gift of Christmas for Me… and it came from Mom.

Thought is at the heart of Christmas spiritThought, and goodness, is at the heart of the matter.

On this splendid, clear blue sky Christmas morning here in South Lake Tahoe, we’re finding reflection. And thoughts of tremendous gratitude.

It’s a late start for us, presents are sill under the tree. Christmas music is on, and its wonderful. A fire sparkles in the fireplace. Ours is a holiday of abundance. My head, and heart, feels right with the world.

Rather than thinking of what we have, symbolized by the wrapped surprises under the tree, thoughts this morning have been mostly for others, known and unknown. I donno why I dwell so much on that this morning, but that’s at the forefront of thought that I woke up with some hours ago.

Perhaps it was some years ago, on a Christmas morning where my mother made a comment, one that I’ve always remembered. We were talking about the weather. A big storm was crossing the country and mom said she felt bad for the children… because the storm would prevent them from the joy of playing outside with their new found Christmas toys.

It was a casual, passing thought she had, I realize, but one of true goodness. It resonated with me. A thought of care. I told myself one day I’d like to have a thought like that. I’d like to be that good.

Am thinking about Chandler this morning, a boy lost before Christmas. Am wishing his spirit peace, and his mother strength.

Am also thinking about the three children who lost their father last night in Little Rock. Our prayers are for them.

Am also thinking about all of the children across the country today who can’t go outside and play. Tomorrow though is another day, and am wishing the best joy possible for all.

 

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