Friday, December 25, 2015

Three Short Christmas Tales - 2015



A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens

…for it is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a child himself.

What do I need to say about Dickens’ marvelous classic? Surely you already know the tale. It’s a wonderful, and short read. Because it is so short, most film renditions are quite complete and pretty faithful. I believe I heard or read somewhere that no story has been adapted into film more than A Christmas Carol. There are so many versions I like: Patrick Stewart, Scrooge McDuck, George C. Scott. Who is your favorite Scrooge?

A few years ago, my wife and I went to a live performance at Historic Ford’s Theater in Washington D.C. The theater itself, though such a tragic historic site, is worth a visit, but go if you are able to a performance of A Christmas Carol, which is performed every year.

A few excerpts that I found particularly poignant:

“Man,” said the Ghost, “if man you be in heart, not adamant, forbear that wicked cant until you have discovered what the surplus is, and where it is. Will you decide what men shall live, what men shall die? It may be, that in the sight of Heaven, you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man’s child. Oh God! To hear the insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust!”

This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased.

The Gift of the Magi by O. Henry

If you have not discovered the brilliant short stories of O. Henry – well you must simply return your least favored Christmas gift and buy yourself a collection. (By the way, aren’t we book lovers just so easy to shop for?)

O. Henry’s most famous short story is The Gift of the Magi. A charming tale of sacrificial love. I could not hope to sum it up better than the author did himself.

The magi, as you know, were wise men – wonderfully wise men – who brought gifts to the Babe in the manger. They invented the art of giving Christmas presents. Being wise, their gifts were no doubt wise ones, possibly bearing the privilege of exchange in case of duplication. And here I have lamely related to you the uneventful chronicle of two foolish children in a flat who most unwisely sacrificed for each other the greatest treasures of their house. But in a last word to the wise of these days let it be said that of all who give gifts these two were the wisest. Of all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi.

Speaking of the Magi…

The Story of the Other Wise Man by Henry VanDyke

The best for last. The title is the synopsis. VanDyke says about the story…I have never felt as if it were my own. It was a gift. It was sent to me; and it seemed as if I knew the Giver, though His name was not spoken.

Of the hero of the tale, Artaban, VanDyke writes …there are some kinds of failure that are better than success.

And

In all this populous and intricate world of anguish, though he found none to worship, he found many to help.

A friend, with whom I shared this story called it a luminous gem.

That’s about right.

Merry Christmas!
 
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Thursday, December 24, 2015

Yes Santa....

Last Christmas, after I was agonizingly good all year, Santa didn't leave me a single gift.

The official statement from the North Pole, was Santa's GPS malfunctioned and he missed the Old Dominion entirely.

So, sentiment of NOVA This Week notwithstanding, I'd like to remind the jolly old elf that...

Yes Santa Claus, there is a Virginia!

Christmas in a Nutshell NOVA this week (December 24, 2015)


Observations from my weekly wanderings, usually in Northern Virginia (NOVA).

Many of us lament the commercialism of Christmas; it’s almost cliché.

But many of us also participate in it, in fact I dare say most of us do, myself included.

This isn’t the worst sin in the world, and I certainly think it is possible to honor the true meaning of Christmas even if I spend somewhat excessively.

“The true meaning of Christmas” – another cliché. But, clichés become clichés, because they are stated frequently, and they are stated frequently because they contain some bit of truth or wisdom.

I won’t preach. I’m a Christian. If you read much of this blog, you know that. I’ll just offer two little thoughts on the true meaning of Christmas.


First, it’s marvelously expressed by that wise and innocent philosopher, Linus, of the late Charles Schultz creation, in a Charlie Brown Christmas. If you are not familiar with this gem – you ought to check it out.

Second, a pastor of mine some years ago, cited Christmas in a nutshell: The Son of God, became the son of man, that the sons of men, could become the sons of God.

Perfect!

If I may be so bold however, I’d like to offer a bit of practical advice, that can be kind of fun. As I stated earlier, most of us participate in the commercialism of Christmas. One of the ways we do this, one of the most insidious, is the simple, and actually sort of awful question we ask the children – what did you GET for Christmas?

I will resist the temptation to rant about why it is so awful. I think if this subject resonates, you will get it. But, I promised something fun didn’t I?

So rather, just for fun, for a change of pace, and a better implicit lesson, try asking – what did you GIVE for Christmas?

Don’t limit it to children. Seriously, it’s kind of fun.

Have a blessed Christmas and a joyous new year.