I’m Hoping

 I love the holiday season.  Every year I get wrapped up (no pun intended) in the Christmas season.  It’s still too early to be writing about Christmas, but every year it seems the holiday season begins earlier and earlier.  Merchants used to wait until Thanksgiving to begin advertising with their Black Friday deals, but now they  begin after Halloween.  And already this year those commercials are being aired.  We seem to not avoid them.

But Christmas is often about so many things from Santa to the Holy Family.  But what gets to me every year are all the images about Angels.  Okay, angels aren’t winged creatures that are from 2,000 years ago, but more often than not just take a human form.  But already I watched a music video about an angel appearing to Mary announcing her birth of the Christ child.  And for some reason that video affected me quite emotionally.  

My point is that I’m hoping I can make it through the season not being affected by scenes of angels.  They are very much a part of the Christmas story.  I’ll concede a spring birth of Jesus, but we’ve conceded Dec. 25 to be the day we celebrate whether or not we make it religious.  Christmas is what the name suggests.  But still I like the idea of Santa Clause and reindeer.  It is a kind of melding of both the religious and the secular and for me it can be both.

It’s a special time of year regardless of one’s beliefs.  But every year for me it’s probably more about Angels than anything else.  Why?  Because for me Angels are real.  They’ll take human forms and can literally come from anywhere often to our unawares.  But Christmas is about a special Peace and Love.  

Emotionally I am moved by all that defines Christmas including the tree, Santa, and his reindeer.  I can believe Rudolph is a true story.  I can believe that Santa’s workshop is at the North Pole.  But I can still believe in Angels and the birth is Jesus.  I can believe it all.  But all of it together is what makes this time of year special.  It’s just a special time of year.  I might be more focused on Thanksgiving and football, but I never forget the Angels.  

So, I’ll smoke my pipe as I usually do and simply take one day at a time.  But as the season nears I’m always more focused on Angels.  I can identify with Mary’s feeling of having been chosen.  I don’t forget.  My pipes help me to remember.  Christmas for me could be every day of the year!  Today it is my “haunted” Gettysburg pipe with Balkan tobacco and my coffee is Stone Street coffee.  Thank for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave

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