and shiny paper, seeing the faces of loved ones anxious and grinning all relaxing back with their coffee as the children sit quietly by the tree. And you run around gathering up all the paper and boxes, tissue and bows to ensure they get into the garbage, then fixing more coffee and running out to find a store open because you ran out of cream since little jimmy knocked the carton out of the fridge all over the floor.
The most Beautiful disaster of all is that most have forgotten the reason for the season. Christ's birth as our saviour. I won't preach but I think about what that means in relation to how we celebrate Christmas in a society that won't let us wish people a Merry Christmas and where you have Seasonal Parties. What happened to the "Peace and brotherhood" to pausing and remembering. Even if you are not Christian this time is a reflection of what we hold dear and missing those who are not with us. To remember that neighbor who kept loaning you his lawn mower when your's broke last summer. To say a special thank you to the young man who helps you out with your groceries every week. To recognize the boy who delivers your newspaper no matter what the weather. To me as a Christian I embrace everything that Christ's birth meant to the world. None believers can embrace the "goodwill toward men" and surprise the guy behind you at Tim Horton's or whatever your local coffee shop is, buy him a coffee give him a smile and put the Beautiful back into the season and leave the disaster for other times.