THANKING
GOD FOR CHRISTMAS PAST, PRESENT, AND BEYOND
Friday,
December 23, 2016
1Thessalonians
[GW] 5:18-21 Whatever happens, give thanks, because it is God's will in Christ
Jesus that you do this. Don't put out the Spirit's fire. Don't despise what God
has revealed. Instead, test everything. Hold on to what is good.
During WWII and “the recovery years” money
was more scarce than hen’s teeth. For Christmas, most of us kids received an
orange, box of raisins or hard candy, a toy of some sort, and were happy with
it. Extended family gatherings were the best thing. My uncles and cousins, WWII
survivors, were the greatest fun! Especially Uncle John Bullock as he kept
everybody laughing with his wit . . . and often embarrassed dear Helen, his
wife.
Most people didn’t have an automobile. I was
6 or 7 when I walked with the older boys to see a neighbor’s wonderful special
Christmas gift, a “New used car.” While admiring, one of the older boys snuck a
touch. Fearful that the man had seen, we ran home. The tel-a-neighbor
communication system of that day could have gotten the news of disrespectful
behavior home before we sped around the corner. We were thankful the dreaded
message didn’t come as we were concerned it may affect our Christmas.
I only knew one older boy that got an
allowance. His father was an editor for The Baltimore Sun and drove a Chrysler.
Most kids didn’t have money to buy gifts. If a gift could be gotten it would be
for your Mom. I remember a school teacher bringing oranges and lots of cloves
to make a smell-good thing to give to our moms to put in their clothing drawer.
Years later I realized the expense for the teacher. Oranges in the winter were
not normal fare. We may get one in our stocking. Spices were not cheap.
When I was 9-10 we moved from Hamilton to
Dundalk. Then I began earning money selling newspapers on street cars, shining
shoes on the sidewalk outside a local bar, mowing grass with reel push mower,
weeding, shoveling snow, and other chores for neighbors. (Family work was
family work, unpaid.)
A favorite winter job was tending coal
furnaces for neighbors working night shift in the steel mills. I was quite good
at “stoking and banking” so wives didn’t wake up freezing in the middle of the
night. The pay was great. I got a whole dime each time! (Today this would be
about a dollar. “Big deal.” You say? The big deal was that kids did not have
money then.)
It wasn’t long until a neighbor purchased a
TV for Christmas. His wife didn’t want a bunch of kids in the house, but he
allowed us to “As long as you’re quiet and don’t step on my flower beds …”
watch thru the window. (His wife wasn’t happy about this arrangement either.)
Summer was best because pre-AC we could hear thru the screen. Cold weather
meant silent. Some of the kids got quite good at rewading lips and narrating.
By the next cold season brother Jim and I
were weary of frostbite viewing so we asked Dad if we could get a TV. He
responded “Sure. Earn, save, and buy one whenever you like.” It took a lot of
hustling but we finally purchased a small B&W Muntz tabletop TV. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madman_Muntz ) I think the cost
was 97 dollars, equivalent to about one thousand dollars today.
It was a wonderful life. The prevailing
attitude was gratefulness.
With GI generation determination, our nation
continued prospering. Most acquired their own car and TV. AC came, and
eventually became the norm for many. People spent more time in car and home
“Doing their own thing.” Clotheslines disappeared for reason other than
theft-by-boys for jump ropes and other important usage. Neighborly backyard,
porch, and street conversations disappeared. The idea list of what is materially
needed to live changed drastically. Acquiring, maintaining and securing stuff
increased, now dominating much of society. Affluence brought with it neurosis
with responding services in print and office, TV’s Dr. Phils soon playing an
expansive role. Multitudes discovered they were poor!
More and more, men when they knew God,
glorified Him not as God, losing their sense of genuine gratitude, and their
hearts were darkened as they increasingly became vainglorious in their
thinking. (Rom.1:20-21)
Lord, help us please. May Your Christmas
peace rule our heart, producing godly attitude of gratitude. EBB4
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