Sunday, January 10, 2016

The Elves are Back: The Seventeenth Day of Christmas 2015

For a few years now, elves from the North Pole have stopped in on our little abode starting at midnight on the first day of Christmas. Leaving little trinkets - gum, Hershey Kisses, notepads etc. - but also leaving behind a letter for the girls to appreciate. The appreciation may not register until further down the road, but I have a feeling each letter represents a seed that will either flourish or dry up all depending on how well it's cared for and applied. The letters, while giving some sense of what goes on up north during this hectic time of year, also share anecdotal notes on life as well as the true meaning of Christmas.

The Seventeenth Day of Christmas:

December 17, 2015

Gooooooooooood Morning, Cinnamon Street! Or more specifically, good morning, Graybill Crew! One more day after today and then everybody will be on Christmas vacation! Time to wear comfy sweaters and bundle up in coats and scarves and gloves and boots and…wait, it looks like your Christmas is going to be like spring time. What’s up with that! You should rent a snow machine and make your own snow and cover the entire neighborhood with it.

Well, we have plenty of snow up north. More than usual actually and it’s causing all sorts of problems. Believe me, if there was a way to get all that snow down here to your home, I would do it in a flash. But, I guess Christmas isn’t about the weather or the gifts we get is it.?

I know you know what it’s about, but what I would like to know is what traditions you and your family do every year. We always go to church on Christmas Eve. My favorite part is singing Silent Night to candle light. We then watch a movie at home with popcorn and hot chocolate and then we read about the Christmas story with all the lights off except for the Christmas tree. I just love being reminded that Jesus, who is King of all kings, wasn’t born in a palace, but rather surrounded by grimey filth. I think that means that he just didn’t come to die for the high and mighty, but you came to show love and to teach love and then ultimately die for every single person from the outcasts of society to the most popular and famous people around. Jesus taught us that his love is completely equal no matter how much money you have, no matter how popular you are, no matter how many times we mess up and no matter if you are a woman, man or child. It’s sad that even some Christians think Jesus doesn’t love women as much as men. They think a woman’s voice isn’t as important as their husband’s. Don’t ever believe that. Your voice is important no matter what.
Girls, we told you this before, but it’s worth repeating…you are beautiful. You are special. You are important. You are loved.

Don’t ever, ever forget that. Merry Christmas!

Your Elves,

Bop Boppa Boo Bop Uh Whop Bam Boom, Pine Cone & Sleigh Bell

P.S. Thanks for the list, Madison!

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