I would like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas from West Liberty in Morgan County in eastern Kentucky in the United States of America on the North American continent of the planet Earth in the Solar System of the Milky Way Galaxy in the Universe of God’s Realm. I don’t know how to use Google Earth or my car’s system for navigation, so I thought I would locate where I lived by actual words.
I wanted to use a picture that depicts serenity. I like to think of Christmas as a peaceful and serene time in our lives. In the midst of all that is Christmas in our society, there are usually a few moments of peace and serenity that can be found if we look for them. I hope you find them this Christmas.
I took this photo a few years ago. This swinging bridge was in West Liberty at the Old Mill Park. It spanned the Licking River. Unfortunately, it was one of the things lost in our town to the tornado in 2012.
I originally started to use this picture and use the bridge as a metaphor (or simile…I don’t the difference). I was going to explain, in tired, overused terms how we are crossing the bridge in various stages of our lives. But as often happens when I couldn’t continue with what I started, I jumped off.
I love Christmas time but lately it seems more involved than I would like it to be. As I was doing my pre-Christmas rant this morning in our kitchen, my lovely wife happened to be in a direct line of spewn verbage that blew her hair back as if she sat too close to a space launch . When she could again find enough replaced oxygen in the room to speak, she calmly asked, “Problem?”
I always enter into the Christmas season remembering my times as a wee lad. I assume as most of you as well. In my Beaver Cleaver- sort- of- fogged -recollection, Christmas was a wonderful time. I wonder if my parents and grandparents were stressed with the responsibility of trying to make sure everyone in the family would have a wonderful experience. I wonder if my rant this morning in the kitchen was any different from a million other rants by a million other parents and grandparents.
My wife has a wonderful way of dealing with the stresses of life. After varying stages of worry from Defcon 5 to Defcon 1 (yes this is the correct sequence, I looked it up), she just takes care of it and I don’t ask questions. I, on the other hand, start at Defcon 3 and stay there in a paralyzing cauldron of what-ifs until my lovely wife rips the key from my trembling fingers and pushes the launch button.
I have a wonderful family and I really enjoy spending time with them. Like all families, as we grow things become more complicated. Our children and their families amass other obligations and soon they will have their own pre-Christmas rants. We are all part of God’s family. As His family has grown, look at how complicated it has become.
Somehow, I think He handles it a little better than I do.
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