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Thoughts from Bowmansville

posted Dec 7, 2009, 6:53 PM by Bowmansville UMC   [ updated Dec 7, 2009, 7:12 PM ]
Home come the travelers, irresistibly drawn by the remembrances of Christmas's of their childhood -- Mom and Dad the presents - - the excitement of Christmas morning and the gifts Santa Claus had left for them under the tree.  They arrive with "Merry Christmas" on their lips, love in their eyes, and are welcomed through the the familiar portals into the ar m s of a happy, smiling couple.  These grown-up tr avelers - can they really be the little kids who woke us up at 5:00 a.m. on Christmas morning?  Mom and Dad -- is this really the energetic two from whom all the love and care flowed so abundantly years ago?

Time slips away so fast -- we all change with its passage.  But some things remain quite permanent -- those memories.  If only we could relive them!  We try so hard -- we exchange gifts of greater material value than those of old -- but the excitement is gone, and no cashmere sweater can ever take the place of a Tonka truck or a Barbie doll.  I remember the last really exciting gift at our house.  It was a mini-bike which Gil carried in late at night and placed next to the Christmas tree.  In the ensuing year childhood slipped away, and we never again had the same time on Christmas morning.

But at Christmas there is still the lovely music, the feeling of love and caring, wanting to express our devotion to each other in many ways.

So, come home for the holidays, into the warmth of love, wherever you are.  Be happy, be excited, for the greatest gift of all is yours -- LOVE!!

B.D.


There are still a few of us who will remember B.D. (Betty [Elizabeth] Danzer).  "Elizabeth," as she liked to be called in her later years, wrote this for the December 1983 Messenger.  The message still applies


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