Friday, December 25, 2015

Eternal-practiced Christmas-love!

 
Christmas lives!
(always & forever)
 
’Tis that day after Christmas, a most wonderful time.
Indeed! The babe “innocent” is born for redemption;
gifts are unwrapped and admired, treasured-secret away;
church bells toll holy believers to worship their true King;
on yon horizon beckons “Hope!” in a coming New Year!
 
Resolutions to contemplate? Naw! Just more of the same!
Reflections to satiate? My soul---Light! Me spirit---Soars!
Has been a fine year, decades, awesome-adventurous life!
Dare! Choose to make it all happen just once, yet, again!
 
In a time-gift of space allotted to me? “Thank Thee!”
Allow humble I return gratitude: Praise! Honor! Glory!
Only worthy gift we have is “Good!” to one another
Our very best to bestow is “Love!” toward each other
 
I once quipped aloud, “I know more good people than bad.”
A skeptic quick-anger declared, “You don’t know everybody!”
Truth is contained in each of the considered-concluded fiats;
Perhaps I spoke out of turn? Confused? Stupid? Wrong? Maybe?
 
Christmas Eve morning found “Santa” in a grocery check-out line
with last minute items for his sack as he began the delightful task
of delivering “goodies” to good little girls and boys. Smiling brightly
as “today” was, after all, “his” day, so to speak (He’s been waiting
for this a full year), though, in honesty, he keeps well-practiced, daily.
Busy spreading “Christmas cheer” with the beleaguered clerk who
was busily lamenting her work schedule on this auspicious holiday,
ole Santa caught a glimpse of the customer next in line, behind him.
 
A late-forty-ish man still half-asleep from an obvious long night of
holiday celebration, stared right through old Santa, not seeing the man.
Santa took notice of the gentleman’s purchase item causing the red-suited
man’s smile to broaden, even more. On the counter, the man had laid a
big box full of breakfast donuts to take home to a family he dearly loved.
 
“Ah!” Thought ole Santa. Another “Good” person celebrating---Christmas!
 
It’s simply never---too late…or, too soon. to begin! Amen!
 
Merry Christmas!
from: Ole Santa! (Any ole place! All the time!)
 


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