Christmas in the air,
yet the air seemed too soft to
sustain the treasure
In his January, 1966 essay, What Do Our Hearts Treasure?, EB White laments a Christmas in Florida away from New England, snow and family.
Mr. White writes: The scene was idyllic. Christmas was in the air, yet the air seemed too soft to sustain it.
Mr. White and his wife, Katherine Angell White, receive a box from home with evergreens, gifts and photos and with these items, the White’s restore the feeling’s of the holiday as they remember the question, What do our hearts treasure?
Mr. White does not go one to include the answer to this question that comes from the Bible.
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. (Matthew 6:21)
We took a day to drive up to Atlanta to see our kids and our grand kids.
We had presents but seeing those people, I tell you, it wasn’t that the air seemed too soft to sustain it, it was that the air was strong enough to contain it.
Where is my treasure?
It is with my heart … up in Atlanta.
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