Saturday, December 31, 2016

Family Holidays

I am sitting on my mother-in-law’s screened patio in Florida.  The wind is whipping through the palm tree in front of me.  I have been watching a pair of sandhill cranes carefully, cautiously walk around the edge of the small lake.  Such beautiful, graceful birds!  I have resisted the urge to run and get my camera.  I am at peace simply watching.

We arrived here a couple of days ago to visit my 93-year-­old mother-in-law.  We haven’t done much but that is okay because I am tired and still recovering from surgery.  Today we went for a walk, yesterday we joined others for lunch, and the day before we went to the pool.  It’s enough.  Tonight, New Year’s Eve, the three of us plus my sister-in-law and her boyfriend are going to the New Year’s Eve dinner and party for this retirement community.

My husband and I spent Christmas at our older daughter’s house in North Carolina,  It was wonderful spending time with her, our son-in-law, and our 15-month-old grandson.  We also had the opportunity to be with our younger daughter who lives close by.  On Christmas Day we were joined by our younger daughter’s boyfriend and our son-in-law’s parents.  We had a full table.  The highlight of our visit was our grandson.  It’s been a long time since we’ve been around a small child at Christmas.  What joy they bring!  Of course, he is too young to understand anything about Christmas yet but old enough to appreciated some of its delights.  One night we rode on a wagon behind a tractor on a farm that had been converted to a huge light display that turned on as we approached.  The next night we walked through a Chinese lantern event.  These “lanterns” were wire sculptures of all sizes covered with silk and lit from within.  Our grandson stared with wonder at these creations—we all did.  His eyes were bright as he stared at all the lights.

On Christmas Eve we attended a 7:00 p.m. worship service with our daughter and family.  The little guy was dressed up in his suit and sat on his mother’s lap.  He loves music so he clapped after each musical number and even some scripture readings.  Of course nobody else did.  Occasionally he would add a loud laugh.  He was clearly enjoying himself.  Fortunately, the people around him turned and smiled at him in amusement.  Our grandson was not interested in the minister’s sermon so he and mom left for a little while.  When we returned home and he was ready for bed, we sat together in the rocker while I read “The Night Before Christmas” to him from a book that belonged to my mother, published in 1932.  This was special and the rest of the family watched,

Christmas Day was overwhelming for our grandson.  He opened his stocking, took a nap, and his other grandparents arrived.  He had a stack of presents larger than him but somehow he and his mom got through them.  Of course, nearly every toy makes a noise these days.  He learns quickly so he was going between toys, turning one on then going to the next one.  I am pleased that the little people airplane I bought for him is his favorite.  Needless to say, with all these new things and a bunch of people around, our busy little boy was tired and cranky at the end of the day.  Christmas overload! 

Christmas in North Carolina was not relaxing but it was a lot of fun.  Today I am finally able to simply relax in a nice warm climate.  The weather should be lovely for our last few days here before we have to return to Idaho’s frigid weather.  I hope to continue my recuperation here, appreciating the climate, scenery, and family.  Hopefully I can return home with a bit more energy, ready to tackle the new year.










Saturday, December 24, 2016

The Magic and Mystery of Christmas

I wrote the following for our church's Advent devotional booklet.  It is today's devotion.

When I was a small child, Christmas was a time filled with magic, mystery, and wonder.  I eagerly awaited the arrival of that jolly, mysterious man in the red suit, Santa Claus.  One year I was certain that I heard the footsteps of reindeer on our roof as I lay in bed on Christmas Eve.  However, Santa was not the only magical part of Christmas for me.  Each year we would dress up in our Christmas best and head to our Methodist Church for the Christmas Eve service.  Following a wonderful service of music and hand-held candles, my family took the long way home.  We sought out beautiful Christmas lights and displays with Santa.  Our ultimate destination, and the destination of many other people, was a very special nativity display at the home of Sundar Shadi.  Mr. Shadi was Hindu, not Christian.  He had come to the United States as a young man, an immigrant from India.  The display was his way of saying thanks to our community.

For me, this nativity scene was magical.  You could not actually see the Holy Family.  What we saw was the town of Bethlehem at the top of the hill.  A large star hovered above it.  There were angels and shepherds with their flocks plus wise men with camels.  Christmas music was playing and there was a sign with a passage from Luke.  This scene always filled me with wonder.  Mr. Shadi’s gift of love was a reminder of God’s greatest gift of all.

Through the years I have tried to keep my Christmas focused on what is most meaningful to me instead of trying to create what retailers tell us is the “perfect” Christmas.  Gifts are not a big deal anymore, although I do enjoy making or finding something special for a loved one.  No matter where we are, it is important to find a candlelight Christmas Eve service.  I have begun collecting nativity scenes from all over the world, something that has brought me great joy.  At Christmas I want to celebrate the mystery that is God and God’s most wondrous gift, Jesus, a gift of love.


Holy God, this year let us be filled with the magic and mystery of Christmas.  Let us celebrate your wondrous gift of love and spread your light for all to see.  Amen