Only Ice Cream and Lemonade…almost.
That’s a sad thing…to be so busy delivering Amazon packages that you miss the meaning of Christmas.
Of course, there were moments when a breath came and some of the meaning snuck back in.
There was the 4-year old who handed me a chocolate…saying, in his best Tiny Tim voice…innocent little child voice…excited little child voice…”Merry Christmas!”.
Moments of kindness from customers…kindness from people I wished I had more time to visit with during this amazing time of year.
And…my family is a constant reminder of how good God has been to me.
I never forget the blessed life I live…no matter how frantic the job at the Post Office gets.
In spite of all that, this was almost an “ice cream and lemonade” Christmas.
Too busy…too distracted by the effort…asleep at the wheel (figuratively) and only thinking of the ice cream and lemonade…missing the point.
My friend, Rod Perry, wrote this years ago…and I’ve shared it many of the years that I’ve been writing this blog.
It’s about what we should be paying attention to…what we shouldn’t let the distraction of the world and the desire for the “ice cream and lemonade” crowd out.
Here it is:
Ice Cream and Lemonade
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My mother spent her last years here with us near the old Iditarod Trail. But she grew up in a sod house and half dugout on a land claim in New Mexico Territory. She was born at a time when Pancho Villa’s raiding was keeping things lively thereabouts, before the territory became our forty-seventh state.
Among the frontier folk who scratched out a bare living scattered about the arid, sparsely-grassed country were many that were hardly schooled. Once a good little wife and mother walked five rough miles across the plains (then five back home) to borrow from my grandmother some “ingredients.” When questioned what ingredients in particular she sought, the poor dear looked puzzled. She explained that she had flour, salt, baking powder, and everything else called for except the item, “ingredients” she saw mentioned in the recipe.
My mother happened to be in the general store when a little girl came in to pick up an order. “I came to get wipin’ paper. Ma said put it on our bill.” The store keeper, not recognizing which family the girl belonged to, asked, “Little Lady, who is this for?” To which she answered, “All of us.”
Parents on a distant claim sent word around that they would be holding a birthday party for their son. A social event of such rarity drew every kid within walking or riding distance. My mother went, as did three sisters who came as they did each day to school, astride Ol’ Silas, their mule. Upon arrival each guest paid respects to the birthday boy then joined in the festivities honoring him as the center of attention. That is, until a young chap, getting there late, burst through the door. With not so much as a look in the direction of the one whose birthday was the sole reason for the entire gathering, he loudly proclaimed, “I come for ice cream and lemonade!”
Now, looking around during the Christmas season, I see parties, celebrations, plays and performances, going home for the holidays, family, children and friends. I see Santa and traditions, gift giving and benevolence to the needy. Center Jesus in his rightful place and it’s all so rich. But those celebrants who leave out the Savior, never stopping to so much as acknowledge God’s greatest gift as the very reason for the season, well, they are as crudely off the mark as that boorish late-arriving boy at the party on the plains almost a century ago. Leave Jesus out and even the highest and best of the rest is only, “I come for ice cream and lemonade!”
A “Happy Holidays” kind of Christless Christmas season, one that ignores, circumvents, or purposely shuts out both the Christ and the mass (celebration of his birth) might best be summed up using words of the famous trailsman, gold rush dog driver, Old Ben Atwater. “Whagh! Why, it’s all worth no more than a cold half pinch of last years’ bear scat!”
If even that.Rod Perry
That’s a good one….every Christmas.
Rod wrote this a bunch of years ago…and I shared it in my blog…a bunch of years ago.
It’s a message that can’t get old.
I hope everyone had a great Christmas!
And…there’s nothing wrong with enjoying some “ice cream and lemonade”….just don’t forget what the party is all about.
Don’t forget Jesus.
Don’t forget.