I had the usual case of the munchies. To the grocery store! Thank the Lord it’s practically across the street. I found a “Happy Christmas” hat in one of the food aisles. I broke it in last night as I found myself right back in two different grocery stores.
I’m not used to drawing attention to myself, but this is Florida. It’s not even cold outside. Quite humid last night actually. On the walk home, I felt like I couldn’t get enough air into my lungs.
Anyway, I was the only one walking about with a Santa hat on. It feels nothing like the Christmas season to me. I suppose the hat reminds me of the reality that feels so far away. My family is spread out across the state and it doesn’t look like I’ll have much company this year. I guess I can cook myself up a heaping helping of yummy Christmas season food and listen to Christmas music all day Wednesday.
But I must admit, it’s far short of what I’d like it to be. Couldn’t afford a Christmas tree. No lights hung up. Not even a blown up snow man in the yard followed by a long trail of reindeer and a Mickey Mouse figure wearing a Santa outfit.
Well, maybe next year.
As I fight the task of falling asleep, I will compile a long list of everything I do have and am thankful for. So many people have not lived to see this day. How can I mope about anything? Yes, I will be thankful because I accepted the best gift of all: the life of the Son of God, given to me, for me, freely. Now, I have eternal life and hope for the present and future. Merry Christmas, indeed.
Eric Christopher Jackson