posted on Jan, 7 2007 @ 07:50 PM
Way to go, E_B! Sounds like you went sorta cold turkey. Ah, such will power. But the payoff is good, in that you're feeling better. For me to get
down to one cup of coffee a day, I had to (unintentionally) get myself into a situation where I could only use the restroom with great difficulty, so
I quit with all the caffeine, that devil diuretic.
OK, so here's how the pageant went...long winded so just humor me with glazed eyes as I talk, keep sipping your drinks and nod once in a while...
The Christmas Pageant and its preparation was like preparing for a holiday meal. Hours of preparation and finally a short time of enjoyment.
All was going well, until the line about the Christmas Star, when this year's addition, a giant fireworks pinwheel, was lit, and it then decided to
unattach itself to the sky and head straight for the Sea of Galilee punch bowl, causing Jeanine's Spiked Punch (it was supposed to have been her
Spiced Punch, but it was not, thanks to cell phone connections being what they are sometimes)to flame up.
Horrified audience members raced to the punchbowl to ladle punch into their cups before all the alcohol went away. The human stampede caused the
animals onstage to stampede, the sheep exiting stage left, the actor shephards following to act as real life shepherds running after their flock.
The camel, with a king astride, exited stage right, with the two kings left behind deciding to give chase.
The cow jumped over the manger and off the stage and ran down the center aisle, giving the running of the bulls in Pamplona a run for their money.
The cage of doves at the back door was upset, prematurely releasing the sacred symbols of peace, which, being scared to high heaven, left every
uncovered dish on the buffet table covered in, well, it wasn't manna.
The manger had tipped over, but Mary had been holding the Baby Jesus close to her heart at just that moment, so, although the sweet babe took to
howling, he was unharmed. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at my ruined pageant, so I did both.
Then I realized, that even amidst the chaos, the lines wrongly spoken, the unexpected happenings, the true gifts of the season, Peace and Love, are
already being held close to our hearts.
And everyday we awaken, born again with these gifts, we must never miss the opportunity to give these gifts to others. We start with Peace and Love
in our heart and give it away, amidst the chaos, the words poorly spoken, Life's surprises that startle and frighten us.
I escorted the bewildered family off the stage and to their car. As Joseph got in and warmed up the car, Mary placed Jesus in his carseat. I thanked
them for their participation, and as they drove out of sight I knew I had to share Peace and Love not just one day a year but each day, and, oh, yeah,
I made a mental note to nix the pinwheel star next year.