Tuesday, December 06, 2005

My Christmas Tree

Call me Charlie Brown, but I'll take a REAL tree any year. Real needles to mess up my living room, and real trunk that needs water every other day. A real tree isn't perfect...the branches aren't symmetrical. The real tree doesn't hold a 3 pound ceramic piece without bending. It's messy. And I'm a true purist...as long as I have a say, I'll be up in the mountains cutting my own tree...not from a farm where they are planted in neat rows, and certainly not at a lot on a corner that got set up on the 4th of November. Those are fine for some, but I want authentic...from the beginning to the end.

Real trees are OK not being perfect, just like I want to be. No constant happy face and generic "great" when I'm hurting or frustrated. I want to be real...with a few brown needles and a hole here and there. I think God can use me better that way...real. No shiny pink aluminum tree at my house. Good grief!

(Charlie Brown Christmas was on tonight...if you haven't seen it in a while, make a point to see it next year!)


At 4:59 PM, Blogger Mellifluous said...

Check it out

At 11:37 AM, Blogger Mellifluous said...

Santa brought this to Katrina this year, so if you missed it and need your dose of Charlie Brown, just let me know.


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