Defying Your Inner Scrooge
I don’t know about you, but I think that this year it’s going to take real effort to get into the Christmas spirit. I’m fighting to keep my inner Scrooge at bay. Here is my five step plan to win Christmas.
1.Deck the halls. If you’ve always wanted to fill the house with giant silver balls, go for it. Some fancy magazine might even give you an award. Then again…
2. Avoid the office holiday party like the plague. There’s nothing so Christmas-spirit-killing as the thought of sharing bad hors-d’oevres and the same old small-talk in a hot, loud venue full of people with whom you have nothing in common except endless, petty complaints. I’m right and you know it.
3. Avoid over-indulgence of all kinds. Moderation is your watchword.
No one wants to end up looking like a drunken elf. Avoid the deceptively pretty drinks. Choose something you don’t like (whiskey for me); you’ll drink it slowly or not at all.
4. Do something new. Why not? Traditions are great, but after a long time, they have a tendency to become sad — you know, because some people are gone and it’s not the same anymore. Stage your own “sing along with Mitch” or something.
5. When in doubt, read. It’s the best escape around.
That’s it. Pretty simple, I know. But I’m going to try to follow my own advice. Let me know if it works for you.
I’m going to a holiday concert this afternoon and tomorrow at church I’m not only a greeter, but a reader and communion server. Whew! I’ll need a nap after that. I leave you with Tennyson’s perceptive poem, Ring Out Wild Bells!
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Have a great weekend!