A W in Christmas

Discussion in 'Spirituality/Worship' started by CJ-Tex, Dec 5, 2002.

  1. CJ-Tex

    CJ-Tex New Member

    A friend sent me this today and I thought y'all might enjoy it:
    The "W" in Christmas

    Each December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and
    peaceful experience.
    I had cut back on nonessential obligations --
    extensive card writing,
    endless baking,
    decorating, and even overspending.
    Yet still, I found myself exhausted,
    unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning
    of Christmas.
    My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It
    was an exciting season for a six year old. For weeks, he'd been memorizing songs for his school's "Winter Pageant."
    I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be
    working the night of the production.
    Unwilling to miss his shining moment,
    I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there'd be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation.
    All parents unable to attend that evening were
    welcome to come then.
    Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the
    So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in
    ten minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several
    other parents quietly scampering to their seats.
    As I waited, the students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher,
    sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one
    by one, rose to perform their song.

    Because the public school system had long stopped
    referring to the holiday as "Christmas," I didn't expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment -- songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer.
    So, when my son's class rose to sing, "Christmas
    Love," I was slightly taken aback by its bold title.

    Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates,
    adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcaps upon their heads. Those in the front row-center stage -- held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song. As the class would sing "C is for Christmas," a child would hold up the letter C. Then, "H is for Happy," and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the
    complete message, "Christmas Love."

    The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly,
    we noticed her; a small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter "M" upside down-totally
    unaware her letter "M" appeared as a "W." The
    audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her "W."
    Although many teachers tried to shush the children,
    the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together. A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen. In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we
    celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities.

    For when the last letter was held high, the message
    read loud and clear:
    "CHRISTWAS LOVE" And, I believe, He still is.

    AND I know He always will be!

    In faith,
    C J