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Look, Mac, I'm a bloke, basically. Yes, I do put up a Christmas tree in my window, but it's only because others expect it—left to myself, I wouldn't bother. And there really aren't any special ornaments—just what I could hoover up cheap in Homebase a few years ago. This has reminded me depressingly that today or tomorrow I must crawl up to the attic and bring the wretched thing down again, then assemble and dress it, only to do the whole thing in reverse in a couple of weeks' time. Some people actually enjoy this sort of thing.
Now I feel like a failure. Perhaps I should listen to my feminine side more. And no doubt if I had a family, it would be different. The Christmas tree was special when I was a child.
And yet—the sheer wonder of the fact of the Incarnation still staggers and fascinates me. I love the Christian feast of Christmas; I'd just rather not bother with some of the bits that seem to have to go with it.
3 comments:
Oh, Fr. Sean. Forget your inner feminine side. Where's that inner child? Okay, what was your favorite baubble as a child! Inquiring minds wanna know, Don't tell us you threw ALL that stuff out?
Heheheheheh... no, not disappointed. I suspected the response would be something like that, only I haven't tagged you in aaaaaages and I didn't want you to think I'd forgotten you...
;-)
(Am I forgiven for tagging you on such a girly meme?)
Well I'm on your side Fr!
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