December 21 – memory takes me

memory takes me
from all my yesterdays to
all my tomorrows

So writes EB White in his essay, The Years of Wonder.

All the senses are gobsmacked by memory.

Sites.

Sounds.

Smells.

Touch and feel.

Tastes.

And the famous one way passage of time.

Small wonder that Christmas time can be an emotional baseball bat that wallops me upside the head and leaves me dazed and shaking.

For me, much of the Christmas experience is the look back from today.

The memories.

I can look at the books on my shelf and pick out one, no two, no three, too many to count, that were gifts and I remember when and where I got them and who gave them to me. My Mom and Dad. My Grandma and Grandpa Hendrickson are as much a part of this Christmas as the ones when I got those books as gifts years ago.

For me, much of the Christmas experience is the new memories I know that are as of yet unopened like the wrapped boxes under the tree. My grandchildren together and my children together.

What will I be remembering from this year?

For me, much of the Christmas experience is the look ahead that is possible through the salvation made possible by the Christ in Christmas.

I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach says Ebenezer Scrooge.

And, Mr. Dickens writes of Scrooge, “and it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God bless Us, Every One!

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