On Dasher, on Dancer, on Pracer and Vixen, on Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen ... The Holiday Season has come with a vengeance on the wings of a Midwestern snow storm. Conjuring up visions of many happy seasons past and renewing memories of much love and joy.
I find it interesting that amongst all the misery and madness that is the world today can come this pause in time. A cease fire, if you will, when man kind (for the most part that is) agrees to put aside petty differences and gather together for a moment; to reflect in peace with tidings of comfort and joy. Unfortunately this pause is usually then followed buy the return to more madness and misery after Auld Lang Syne ...
Maybe, I thought to myself. Just maybe, one year the Grinch just might steal Christmas for real; and then what we do with all our naked emotion left exposed. Without our cloaks of holiday cheer or our balls of holly to deck our halls. What would we do if Christmas didn't come?
Perhaps this year we should make it a point to look real hard at our world and ourselves. Perhaps we should reflect on the real meaning of the season and learn from our past celebrations. Wouldn't it be great to wake up on Christmas morning and discover that spirit of the season has left us with a new world where peace and love fills every day, and tiding of comfort and joy are the rule, not the exception?
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