Sunday, December 18, 2005


Today I was writing my grandmother wishing her a Merry Christmas. I wrote I would miss being around the table with my family, enjoying an amazingly cooked meal (no one can make custard or pumpkin pie like my mom) and clever conversation. One of my favorite memories from my childhood Christmases were the angel chime candles. They were magic the way the brass angels spun around and around- seemingly on their own. Even when I grew old enough to understand why it worked, I kind of liked to pretend that I didn't know and that it actually was magic. I don't mean magic like wizards might do or tricks that a magician can perform. Rather it was the magic like the mystery of how God could come down from on high, become a man and walk among us, His children.

I know many people in this crazy world have to know answers to questions like this mystery. They argue, fight and spend enormous amounts of energy over Christmas. Or whether God created the earth. Or whether God created a gay person. I truly don't understand how these things are possible, but for me, I don't need that understanding to believe that they actually happened.

In some small way I suppose I'm still that kid I was at Christmastime in Kansas, assemblying those angel candles and then stepping back to watch in awe over the music, magic and mystery of heaven on earth.

Merry Christmas to all my family and friends out there. You are my treasures.


abogado-david said...

Marry Christmas, bro. We will miss you a lot this year. And your box from Miranda and I will be late, but that's because we're still waiting for something we're sending in it. Sorry for the delay though. Love you!

Jolie said...

I loved the Angel Candles. I made sure I got ours when mom decided to purge. I didn't realize you had them too.

As for magic, it makes me think of the time when I was in 7th grade and we learned all about the different clouds and how they were formed. I was crushed because I preferred to think of them as magical things. I, of course, told my teacher this and how disappointed I was for having my dreams dispelled. He really didn't care and said it was his job to teach us this stuff. How unsympathic. I'm still scarred. :)

Merry Christmas to you. I hope you have a great holiday and I hope you like my presents....which will be early. How cool am I? I think I'm cooler than David.

Jill said...

Merry Christmas! I'm sorry that I haven't been better at corresponding. It's been nuts lately. (I know, I know, that's always my excuse.)

I REALLY, REALLY wish that I was in Korea with you this Christmas. But I'm not. And we'll both survive. (You probably better than me.)

Have a great Christmas and New Year. I'll try to write more frequently.