What traditions do you observe that you created with your family? For me, one that I still observe, even though my children are grown and gone and I live alone with my animal family, is watching my favorite version of Charles Dickens' "A Christmas Carol". I do not understand my fascination with this story, as it is probably the creepiest story that was ever penned when you really think about it.
About a gazillion versions exist and I have seen many, but my perennial favorite is George C. Scotts'.
Patrick Stewart, Bill Murray, Henry Winkler, Albert Finney, Michael Caine, Jim Carey and a host of other men cannot hold a candle to George C. Scott when it comes to being a mr grouchy pants supreme...
(If I met this on the street, I would turn and RUN!)
The supporting cast was superb and I have yet to see anyone who played a better Janet Holywell than Caroline Langrishe.
Such a tiny supporting role, but in the end of the movie, when Scrooge comes to beg pardon for the things he said about Christmas to his nephew Fred Holywell, her subtle facial expressions alone should have won her an academy award .
I think I have watched this movie at least 100 times, if not more! (7 of them were this weekend.) But today, as I ran the movie while I was decorating and cleaning my little house, (the wind was like 50 miles an hour outside, so no outside time for me today!), I found myself, as is usual, pondering the message that this movie, and the book it was based off of, brought to my mind.
The ending words of Fred Holywell rang in my ears......."It was said of Ebenezer Scrooge that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge."
Do I do that?
Oh so many times I do not! I, like Scrooge, get bogged down in the mire of everyday living and I forget to see the daily miracles that God provides! I whine. I complain. I want. I compare. I hate. I procrastinate on good I might do. Oh the list goes on and on! Must it take something scary and tragic to open my eyes to the loveliness of life and my purpose in it?
(I almost have to change my pants when I see this poor Marley with all his chains!)
How many chains do I carry? How many have I forged? I am not sure I want to know, but I do know that through the power of the Holy Spirit, I CAN break those chains! Does not 2nd Timothy 1:7 tell us, "For God has not given us a spirit of timidity, but of power and love and discipline!"? (emphasis mine) I do not have to be bound by those chains that I forged in the past! I am a new creature in Christ! (If only my heart would believe what my mind knows!)
We have all had bad things happen to us. Bullying, abuse, unfair accusations and lies told about us, an unsupportive mother, father, or family. But here is the truth. We can allow those things to define us or we can allow them to defeat us. It is OUR choice!
The past can no longer hold me! Let it go! (No. I am NOT singing that song!) Remember the good, let go of that which you cannot change and learn from it! Let it haunt you no more...
(The Ghost of Christmas Past. Creepy when she smiles.)
I need to see the miracles that God put in front of me and help them to happen if it is within my power to do so! I need to not miss doing good when I have the opportunity!
(Anthony Walters was the creepiest Tiny Tim ever! He really convinced me he was on deaths' doorstep!)
I need to remember what God placed me on this earth for.......to help others as much as it is within my power to do so. And hopefully, if I fulfill that, I will never, EVER have to see some tall ghost pull back his robes to reveal THIS...
(The creepsters, Ignorance and Want!)
And heaven forbid that I should ever forget these important lessons so that I have to face THIS, because I would totally need Depends Adult diapers...
(The WORST creepy thing, the Ghost of Christmas Future!)
I am glad that Mr. Dickens wrote this story. I am glad for the lessons within. I am glad I will never have to see those creepy things in person and can put them safely away in the cabinet once the Christmas season has passed, but I want to keep the lessons of love alive within my heart and mind throughout the coming year. My hope for myself this year is that I too, will, "know how to keep Christmas well" throughout the year that is given to me.
And as Fred Holywell stated,
"May that be truly said of us and ALL of it!"
Merry Christmas, my friend.