Canoodling with Christmas
Canoodling with Christmas:
From Disdain to Distinction:
I admire you.
I want you to know that I too am a person that paddles a solitary canoe during this Holiday Season.
I want you to know that I too am a person that has lived large portions of my life in boats and ships that capsized and sank me.
I want you to know that I too know and comprehend what it means to find all seaworthy vessels otherwise occupied.
I want you to know that I too have stood on the shore of many a strong stream and mighty, roaring river and wondered how in the world I would find the resources, or, muster the strength to ford, let alone cross them.
I want you to know that I found a single, rickety, time-and-water-swollen canoe.
The canoe, long-ago abandoned, simply arrived.
I did not summon it. And I most certainly did not build it.
The canoe arrived.
Weather-beaten and abandoned by those who once cherished it as a prized-possession.
I rescued the canoe.
Or, maybe the canoe rescued me.
I rid its moss and sanitized its mold-ridden bottom.
I patched its holes.
I sealed its leaks.
I repaired its sodden twin-paddles.
And then, one, fine, brisk morning, I launched its new, maiden voyage.
I sat in my new canoe.
I tested its buoyancy.
I pointed its stem towards the center of the stream.
And I began paddling.
I admire you, my fellow paddlers.
This Holiday Season, find a discarded and disregarded canoe.
Turn its disdain.
Return its distinction.
Some very strong and potent potions will do the same for you.
Cherish This Day!
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Pastor Steve Bonenberger