It know its the new year. Twenty -Ten !! sounds so space age, but, I wanted to write this before I forgot.
Every year at Christmas, I am lucky to say, something magical happens.
Whether I am just an eternal optimist, or am in the right place at the right time, or maybe I just notice things that other people don't . But something always occurs to reinstate my faith in Christmas as being a time when magic does happen.
I have lived in my house for 26 yrs. and think I know every inch of the place by heart and what's in it. So after I had finished most of the prep for Christmas -- the dining room walls patched and primed and freshly painted. The tree was up and the outside lights hung up. I just needed one more extension cord to get the right amount of lights on the tree. I thought there was an extra one in the basement. I went down the stairs part way and was looking along the ceiling near an outlet, to see if the extension cord was plugged in there, when I suddenly noticed a small piece of paper -like cardboard wedged tightly in a small crack where the wall meet the beam of the stairwell.
It was sticking out just enough to pull it out with my fingers. To my surprise , it revealed itself to be 2 old fashioned cutouts, in the image of Mary sitting w/ Baby Jesus and Joseph standing with his staff. I was shocked that after 26 yrs. of living here, raising kids and numerous repairs, that these had never been discovered somehow before.
They are obviously old, like 50's style cutouts and whoever they belonged to had partically colored them in with crayons. But then why would they have put them in such a strange place. And why did I only just find them now, and at Christmastime. I go up and down those stairs it seems, a hundred times in a week. Why had I not seen it before? I had to have been at just the right eye level to see it.
Why had they not been noticed and retrieved before now? Did I take it as a sign?? You bet I did.
A sign that I should keep the spirit of Christmas ( which is Peace on Earth , Goodwill to mankind) alive all year long. And maybe it was a sign that things are going to get a lot rougher and we are going to need a lot more faith in ourselves and our fellowman to get through it. A message from Mary? I guess! and then I remembered last Christmas when I awoke to find strange footprints next to the chimney on the roof of the back part of the house?? Rudolph taking a trial run?? and the many times, we had no $$ and a check would arrive in the mail just in time to shop on Christmas eve.
I guess I feel blessed when things like this happen, so then I want to share this little insight with others. It warms my heart with wonder , that miracles and magic are real and things do happen if you believe in it. And that may just be the Key Word: BELIEVE--we need to believe in something higher to make us think deeper about the meaning of why we are all here together on this same blue planet.
So I put the little Mary w/baby & Joseph up on a little shelf next to the door to the basement, where I found them; and when the season is officially over, I will put them among my Christmas treasures I hold dear, and bring them out every year to remember that miracles still can happen at Christmas and all year through, if you open for them to occur in your life. Amen!
I will post a picture later. Thanks.
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