Tomorrow is Christmas.
It's time for Ho Ho Ho (Must. Resist. Tiger. Woods. Joke), Santa Claus, Reindeer, and George Bailey. It is time for family and friends. It is time for The Polar Express, Red Ryder BB guns, and The Grinch. It is time for really good things to eat. It is time for songs, cookies, and gifts. It is a time for over-indulgence. It is a time for insane shopping centers, and working your credit card until it screams. It is a time for fun. It is a time for peace. Christmas is all of that, indeed... but there is so much more, and it doesn't start and end with shredding brightly wrapped packages.
For another twenty one hours, we will still be in the season of Advent. For many Christians, this is where the Christmas season truly begins. You see, four weeks ago, we entered that part of the liturgical year where we began a time of waiting. A time of preparation for the celebration of the birth of Jesus of Nazareth. The season of Advent is, for many... certainly for me, the beginning of Christmas.
Everyone in my home is asleep... even Charlie. I should be asleep, too... but this is a special time for me. A time to think about what tomorrow means. The birth of Christ is no small matter... indeed, few things can be considered more important from where I sit.
I don't really have the words tonight. You know me, I'm usually too wordy by half... but not now. For now, I'll just sit and wait. I think that's enough.
Join me, won' t you?