nother Christmas has passed and 2020 is not yet upon us. These are the days I call TWEEN. My eighty-three years of Christmas days have ranged from exciting to … and any not exciting are on me. Childhood perceptions were normal – I guess, because that was a long time ago. I have absolutely no memory and no pictures for reminders of Christmases before I was eleven.
I’m quite sure the year I was eleven was a happy Christmas. All I need do is say Trailblazer and my siblings will probably agree. No, I do not mean tickets to a game in Portland. It was a sled – the Trailblazer was closer to the surface of hard-packed snow and faster than all around, and three boys could ride it together.
Having told what may have been the happiest one of my childhood the other side should be said. I was twelve and got no toys, no games – only clothing! I excused myself to the outhouse and cried. Mother saw my red cheeks and explained that toys were for little kids and I was given what I needed. What I needed didn’t seem to be what I needed at the time. I got over it (and myself) later.
ween is here now and I’ll change my focus from then to now. I feel blessed by all my Christmas experiences, because all are minuscule compared to what God did for all and any of us. So, the exchange of gifts, giving gifts, receiving gifts, toasting good will is unnecessary in the big picture, but joyful as long as we remember the real gift from God.
The word Christ stems from the Middle and Old English word Crist meaning the anointed one, the Lord’s Anointed. It is borrowed from the Latin Christus and from the Greek Christos also meaning the anointed one. The Greek is a translation of Hebrew mashiach meaning anointed of the Lord or Messiah. In the word Christmas, the suffix -mas evolves from the Old English word maesse meaning festival, feast day or mass.
Who does not enjoy feast day?
joy the TWEEN DAYS and be ready to wish a happy New Year to one and all.