Monday, December 03, 2007
Christmas in the Treasured Past
I got out our collection of Christmas books and put them in a basket by the fireplace this evening.
One of my favorite books is called The Best of Christmas, published by Ideals in 1972. Let's visit a small town of long ago...
Little towns are happiest
For they spell the simple things,
At Christmas they are carolers,
And peace that His birth brings.
The following story is by: Erwin L. Hess
There were no Christmas trees for sale on city lots in those days but there were many trees to choose from. A walk in the cold, crisp air to some small woods, a sharpened ax in hand and we had one! That year Papa picked out a great big, beautiful tree!
Christmas morning sparkled. A tinsel of snow whirled in the air. Onward we rode in the creaking sled pulled by the team of horses. Grandpa's and Grandma's house was hidden in the world's nicest place...
It seemed to be tucked away in some far-off land of silence, peace and contentment. It was a wonderland, wrapped in snow on Christmas Day.
We stomped into the warm kitchen and it's savory smells of cooking made us hungrier than ever. Momma put on an apron to help Grandma with the forthcoming dinner and the kitchen vibrated with holiday happiness.
In those days Christmastime was an old-fashioned, homemade holiday season. Most folks made things which turned out to be gifts...and they loved making them. Those were the days of simplicity, yet satisfyingly pleasant golden days of long ago...
We remember our best Christmas. A flashback appears and this favorite Christmas plays on a very special screen in a picture of color, and we see the scenes we remember so well.
Wouldn't it be wonderful to bring back these simple and old-fashioned pleasures for our own homes? That is my wish for this Christmas season.