Friday, January 16, 2009

aFTER tHE dAY tHAT wAS cHRISTMAS...


My step brothers are in bed: Abraham lies next to the bicycle he was only too glad to believe mystically appeared by some divine illusion called Santa. Paul sleeps in his new Spider man themed bed sheets: presents are now possessions. Wrapping paper is bagged and disposed of. Left over turkey awaits our next meal: Turkey, you cannot even begin to imagine my excitement…

As I look at the clock, its past twelve - every normal person should be asleep by now, but no- not me, I’m far from being normal.

I’m deep in thought. Thinking. What would have been of the world without this week? I realize the world is different this week. This week temporarily transformed the world: the magic of the season engulfs me afresh, constantly reminding me of what I should be: of what God intends…

I temporarily forget my compulsion with winning, wooing, hustling: trading forex. Lol. The season is a special one to me, for more than any season, I think of Christ; of his love. his misgivings. His mercy…

For just a few hours, the center of my attention is Christ. Some of us who pass the year doubting, suddenly see him. Those who curse by his name, pause to use it in praise. For a few hours, we lay down our burdens, our failures, our successes… we all marvel at his majesty…

Christmas is gone, in a few hours I would be scrubbing tiles stained from numerous guests. I would be taking down the star adorning our Christmas tree- I’ve always tried to convince my dad that we don’t need a tree… Thankfully, I would dispose of my step mum’s special Ponche that had too much alcohol in it. Lol. Very soon life would be normal again… I would return to the role of a male Cinderella!

But for the moment, the magic of the season engulfs me. Maybe that’s the sole reason I’m awake: I want to feel Christ’s mystery a little more. I want to pray I would witness him still in the coming year. I want to offer prayers and thanks for the safety of my family. I want to thank God for my supportive friends. For my blog…

Through it all, I can’t help but think: If remembering Christ on a Decembers day brings so much joy to me. Imagine how joyful my life would become if I remembered him everyday…