Christmas time is here
So its been awhile. It is Christmas time. I ....like Christmas time. I am cautious however because with that statement can come a lot of misunderstanding. What one thinks Christmas means might not be what I mean that I like. What I mean is, I like quiet nights. I like the stillness of snow. I like beautiful things and when snow first falls it is beautiful. I like good excuses to drink coffee or other warm drinks. I think Christmas decorations are so pretty. (not the jewelry ones though). And I love seeing family. But sometimes all of this goes sour....and fast. Cold weather ruins things and plans fail. People get hurt or damage their property. Sometimes warm drinks make you stay up all night or have to go to the bathroom too much. Sometimes christmas decorations look like jewelry or they start fires. Sometimes i dont get to see "my family" and then Im sad, and if it hadnt been Christmas time I would not have thought to miss them so badly. So now you are thinking, thanks a lot megbo, You just depressed me and made me think of all the downer things you think about sometimes. ...Sorry, I just want you to know why it is hard for me to express how I feel about Christmas. I am sad about how crazy everyone gets about gifts. I hate that I feel like a bad friend because I dont like to give gifts because it seems so cliche and not to mention it is expensive to love people as much as I want to. And dont even get me started out Jesus and Christmas. In order to not go crazy about what we have done to Jesus' birthday, I have completely separated church Christmas from world Christmas. Its hard to explain and I may sound like I am trying to justify the "secular version" but I think it might be necessary. So here is what I propose....Lets decorate. Lets sing songs that make us forget how freaking cold we are. Lets drink warm drinks and wear ugly sweaters. Lets even exchange a gift or two if that is the best way to express your love, but lets use the stillness. Lets not forget to rest. Lets not forget to be quiet. Lets not forget the one who makes the seasons. Or the one who created stillness, or warm drinks or ugly sweaters. Jesus came not so that we could have crap to open up, but to bring peace. Sometimes the best way for me to remember that is to live simply and as unselfishly as I can.
I have to go now....we are having an ice storm. Maybe tomorrow I will blog on how to deliver your baby at home because now I am worried that a few patients might have to do that.
posted by megan @ 3:31 PM
3 Comments:
Interesting post.!! I am in a very Christmas mood this season.
So, are there such things as spam bloggers? First I get a random post from somebody named Susan with a commercial attached. Now, in response to your very thoughtful post, you've got Virginia Janet posting the opposite of the point you want to make with her "Christmas" link. pisses me off actually...
Thank you for your post. I think it's right on.
I just read this poem and it made me think of your post:
Exit
I have to leave the city now, she said,
Or dash my soul against my will instead.
I do not wish to have the quiet part of me
That once could rest (the part
That could just be) tossed
Aside and left somewhere
For dead.
Tonight it seems to me
That what some friends call energy
Is nothing more than a phenomenon of nature known as
"Incurable Whirling Disease."
Please, take me far from here, she said,
The buildings sting and echo
With the fumy cries of yellowjacket cars.
I took her hand in mine and said,
I'm thinking of a place now
Where I used to have to tell myself
Aloud,
Those are not clouds,
They're stars.
~Linford Detweiler
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