Milk (for Santa) with a jam tart. Bowl of water & a carrot for Comet the reindeer.
It’s really lovely to be discharging my Uncley duties in helping create a teeny tiny bit of Christmas theatre/magic for my nephew and niece. They’re both at an age where it’s still ok to believe & it’s lots of fun to be part of that.
It’s also nice to be introducing them to Christmas traditions of my own. A little bit of a Christmas Carol, the poem the night before Christmas. For me Christmas is as much a spoken word festival as it is a celebration of consumerism & food. Scary stories, poetry, nostalgic trips down memory lane where we all remember that time when…
And as a Christian calling Christmas a spoken word festival reminds me of the opening words from one of the Gospels: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
So, Merry Christmas and God bless us every one.