It's Never Been A Secret…

Christmas is my least favorite holiday

This year though I am looking forward and not past. I am working hard to change my negative attitude of the holiday and find new reasons to make it a holiday of anticipation and not dread.

As far as tradition goes, I enjoy getting together with family and even exchanging a gift or two. I DO like being with family and friends, sharing family traditions and recipes, visiting for hours on end, playing games and taking a lot of pictures. Years past I would bake dozens of cookies, and make pounds of candy. I haven’t done that for a while, who knows perhaps I will do that again too.

I wish all of you a Merry Christmas and may this be your best one ever!

 Enjoy the following poem by Edgar Allen Guest.

A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;
He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season is here;
Then he’s thinking more of others than he’s thought the months before,
And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for.
He is less a selfish creature than at any other time;
When the Christmas spirit rules him he comes close to the sublime.

When it’s Christmas man is bigger and is better in his part;
He is keener for the service that is prompted by the heart.
All the petty thoughts and narrow seem to vanish for awhile
And the true reward he’s seeking is the glory of a smile.
Then for others he is toiling and somehow it seems to me
That at Christmas he is almost what God wanted him to be.

If I had to paint a picture of a man I think I’d wait
Till he’d fought his selfish battles and had put aside his hate.
I’d not catch him at his labors when his thoughts are all of pelf,
On the long days and the dreary when he’s striving for himself.
I’d not take him when he’s sneering, when he’s scornful or depressed,
But I’d look for him at Christmas when he’s shining at his best.

Man is ever in a struggle and he’s oft misunderstood;
There are days the worst that’s in him is the master of the good,
But at Christmas kindness rules him and he puts himself aside
And his petty hates are vanquished and his heart is opened wide.
Oh, I don’t know how to say it, but somehow it seems to me
That at Christmas man is almost what God sent him here to be.

3 comments for “It's Never Been A Secret…

  1. December 21, 2009 at 2:02 pm

    Seems each year I am less and less interested in Christmas as a holiday. I don’t really care to put up the decorations. I guess once the children left home, it lost a lot of the fun and festivity. I still enjoy the celebration of the birth of Christ because we didn’t do that in “our” churches for many years of my life. In the past I took on extra work (basketball officiating) to have money to make Christmas BIG for my kids and to help others. With the current economic situation, there just isn’t a lot of extra $$ these days.

  2. jel
    December 21, 2009 at 1:08 pm

    sending ya a hugg! 😉

  3. Meowmix
    December 21, 2009 at 11:00 am

    I’m enjoying Christmas more this year than for several! Great poem.

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