The saddest week of the year! Down to the cookie jar for one more Christmas cookie—crumbs! In to water the tree—dry needles all over the floor! And then off to church to pack up the Christmas Pageant—lambs and halos wrapped and labeled, Mary and Joseph’s costumes neatly tucked away, handbells laid to rest. The saddest week of the year!
But Christmas was great. Our Choir Kids sang their hearts out. Our Pageant Kids were the best of God’s storytellers. Our Readers proclaimed the Word as it has never been proclaimed. And our Altar Servers did us proud. We thanked them all for helping us all welcome the Newborn King.
Told the kids about my own great Christmas with the grandkids, and especially, with our grandson Hudson and Peter Pan at MSG. How he sat on the edge of his seat as Peter flew off with Wendy, John and Michael to Neverland, led by Tinkerbell’s twinkle. How he froze when Captain Hook appeared and hissed at his evil plotting and jumped out of his skin when swords went flying and the tick-tock croc finally did Hook in. And how he clapped (Oh, how he clapped!) when Peter begged us all to BELIEVE. And then when Wendy and the kids brought that belief home, only to pass it on to Jane, who would fly off again with Peter to Neverland.
Led by a light to a far off land, where they only venture to go because a very special person draws them there. And when they arrive, uncertain and unsure, they encounter evil, which they are intent upon defeating. How? By their belief in that very special person, who drew them to himself through all that made them uncertain and unsure. And that’s the belief they brought home with them—to pass it on, even to this very day. The Magi—a story as magical as Peter Pan, but no fairytale.
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Love,
Deacon Charlie
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