On an open fire

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He’s not roasting chestnuts.

Instead, boxes are burning in the back yard fire pit.

The shopping is done.

The wrapping complete.

Cinnamon ornaments are made.

Christmas candy is prepared and waiting in the freezer.

Decorations are set, halls are decked and lights twinkle merrily.

Tomorrow I’ll costume kids, accompany a congregation of song on the piano, and {hopefully} navigate a successful children’s Christmas program at church.

 

 

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We’re a week away from the big day.

I want to holler “STOP” just like the traffic cop when Frosty and his gang went dancing here and there all around the square. All too soon this magical season will slip away and we’ll be left with ” … don’t you cry, I’ll be back again some day.”

I want to proceed slowly … so not to miss the beauty. There is much goodwill in the world. It’s front and center during the holiday season. Perhaps if we move cautiously with thoughtful steps we’ll be able to carry the kindness into the new year. Wouldn’t it be nice if all 365 days were filled with glad tidings and good cheer?

It’d be nice if we could sing It’s the Most Wonderful Time instead of limiting the most wonderful time of year to a sixty-day window. Maybe that’s my New Year’s resolution.

I am resolved to carry Christmas with me every day. Not just during the holi-days.

I’m sure it’s easier said than done, but I’m willing to give it a try.

Care to join me?

 

 

 

 

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