A couple of Saturday nights ago,
I made the mistake of going to Target on a Saturday night.
We had moved into our new rental house that day
and I had a list of things we had to have.
So there I was, in Target, along with everyone within a 50 mile radius.
At 8pm.
And it was a zoo.
As I started to push my red cart around,
I watched the people surrounding me.
And then it dawned on me
why these people were here.
They were on vacation.
It was a Saturday night,
and vacations tend to start on Saturdays.
Everyone not staying on Disney property
was here.
In my Target.
And they had lists.
They turned corners and peered down aisles
unsure as to where those important items were located.
They needed certain things
to make their vacation
that much better.
And so they searched and moved to and next aisle
and searched some more.
I turned a corner.
There was a family standing there next to their red cart.
Dad was walking toward the cart with a box of Twinkies in each hand.
He had a look of fear and bewilderment on his face,
like he hoped these Twinkies would do.
And like he feared they wouldn't.
And, when you're exhausted and unsure,
why get just one box of what you hope will do?
This Christmas,
what will satisfy you?
What will be the biggest, most concrete need that you have?
What about the people surrounding you?
Are the things most important?
Most essential?
All of the stuff?
The fluff and the loud?
Or maybe,
could the essential
be the quiet,
the silent,
the calm?
If dad hadn't found the Twinkies,
his vacation would have still gone on.
The sugary little back-from-extinction snack cakes
weren't the most important thing.
It was time with his sweet family.
It was a moment or two of sheer joy shared.
It was a knowing smile and a bubble of laughter
that comes from deep in one's soul.
Perhaps that's what God has for you and for me this Christmas.
Let us get quiet
and observant
and hope-filled.
May we strive to see
the essential
and the important
and the worthy.
And
may we have
the wisdom
to let
everything else
fall away.
But Mary kept all these things
like a secret treasure in her heart.
She thought about them over and over.
~Luke 2:19
Many blessings,
Deni
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