CHRISTMAS
DRUTHERS
Tuesday,
December 10, 2013
1Thessalonians
5:18-19 In everything give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus
concerning you. 19 Do not quench the Spirit.
Being from a different country, Maryland, and
cultural era, the GI Generation, folks don’t always understand my parlance.
Consequently, after arriving in Nebraska I soon stopped using certain
expressions lest I be thought to have webs between my toes.
One such turn of phrase is “Now if I had my
druthers …” meaning “If I had my preference …” (And it isn’t just some Southern
idiom. It’s a real word. http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/druthers )
Bogged down in The Christmas Druthers
Syndrome some folks will swamp 1Thessalonians gratitude.
My Dad and Mom were hard workers. Married and
starting a family during the Great Depression was no easy feat. Dad worked
fulltime, and on the side drove cab, cut meat (self-taught) for local Jewish
family corner grocery stores, delivered newspapers, and ran a side business,
and was on call to pickup the deceased for a mortician. Mom worked on plane
radios at Bendix until WWII ended, waitressed then and after, and kept house.
Brother Jim and I each had a single pair of
shoes at a time, sometimes worn with cereal box inner soles to cover a hole in
leather sole and keep our socks from wearing out. (Worked fine except when it
rained.)
According to present day government agency
standards we’d be considered living in poverty.
We were not poor. Not because we were too
dumb to know the difference or that many around lived just like us, but because
we had everything that mattered, knew so, and were thankful for it!
Did I have druthers then? Sure did. I would
have liked second pair of shoes, snazzy hi-top sneakers like a few of the other
kids wore. I wished I did not to have to wear long-wearing itchy wool trousers.
But there were no druthers that overrode gratitude for extended family love and
security.
I’m thankful we were impressed in that long
ago time to live grateful instead of attitude that throws a wet blanket on
one’s spirit.
I’m thankful that such Proverbs 22:6
childhood training prepared me for later poor times.
EBB4
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