Wednesday, 14 December 2011
Story : The Win Christ In CHRISTMAS
Each December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I had cut back on nonessential obligations – Yet still, I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.
My son, Benchristos, was also born Dec 26 in that year 2006. It was an exciting season for a 5-year-old son. For weeks, he had been memorizing his birthdays, Christmas songs for his school’s days. To Sing that in the Christmas Carol
I did not have the heart to tell him I’d be working the night of the production. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there would be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Benchristos seemed happy with the compromise.
So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats.
As I waited, the students were lead into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song.
Because the Good Shepherd public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as “Christmas,” I did not expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer. Therefore, when my son’s class rose to sing, “Christmas Love” I was slightly taken a back by its bold title.
Benchristos was a glow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcaps upon their heads. Those in the front row – center stage – held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song.
As the class would sing, “C is for Christmas,” a child would hold up the letter C. Then, “H is for Happy,” and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message,
The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her; a small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter “M” upside down - very unaware her letter “M” appeared as a “W”.
The audience of first through sixth graders snickered at this little one’s mistake. However, she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her “W”.
Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together. A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen.
In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities.
For when the last letter was held high, the message read loud and clear:
“C H R I S T IS L O V E”
Moreover, I believe, He still is. Loving me and every one
Amazed in His presence…. humbled by His love. Have a blessed Christmas season.