A Christmas Miracle
I baked these cookies earlier tonight. With my sons and my ex, as we celebrated our new traditions. It's nice that even though my family may not look like every other one, we are still a family. I'm so thankful for that.
I think of a lot of you as family too. I love my family. All of you adopted and blood, are so wonderful to me. I can't imagine my life without each and every one of you and at least once in a while, I should tell you so. The cookies didn't turn out very good, but the evening did. I got to see my boys open up some presents, heard some beautiful Christmas music and started a new tradition, baking for Santa at Dad's house. I promise the cookies will get better, Santa.
I wanted to post a song tonight, and this one seemed to be the ideal one. Whether or not Christmas for you is the birth of your God, I think this song might get you in the proper frame of mind. My favorite verse tells it all:
Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love, and His gospel is peace.
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother.
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
I always loved the "chains shall he break" bit. The slave is our brother. That's what Christmas is about. We're all family. If you're a CEO and I'm a beggar, if you're black and I'm white. Rich and poor, Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Atheist. We're all human. We're all the same. And tonight, on a Holy night for some of us, isn't that thought a little Christmas Miracle for all of us? Love your fellow man, we're all supposed to do it. Buddhist, Agnostic, Hindu. None of are us perfect, but tonight, while it's quiet and sleigh bells ring in the distance, we can at least imagine what that would be like.
It'd be a miracle. God bless you all, and merry Christmas from my family to yours, to ours.
The Drunken and Merry Rogue.