12.26.08
Christmas Wrap
This may come as a surprise to everyone but I do not believe in Christmas. “A Grinch”, you may say. But what is a Grinch? Someone who plunders the merriment of others during Christmas season, is it not? Then you may take it back, I am no such person. I believe in Love, Joy, and Peace. I partake in the happiness and togetherness of loved ones during this time of the year, and I absolutely believe that Christ was born to save mankind. Nevertheless, I cannot reconcile Christ’s birth and December 25 among other things. An old entry of mine explains this – although in a rather adolescent astringent tone which could have been mellowed down and formulated better had I written it recently. Despite all these, I am not offended by those who believe in Christmas and do not think any lesser of them, and I am still so thankful for the heart-warming and enlightening experiences that befell during this season. Here are some:
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Rehab
Earlier this month, a beloved cousin who has been lost to the world of drugs and a wayward lifestyle returned to us. Completely rehabilitated and back to his very adorable self, we embraced his homecoming. For me this was the best gift the family could ever hope for and it was worthy of the grandest celebration. It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found. (Luke 15:32)
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Lessons in Preparation
The irony of the “holiday” season is how more people are busier than usual – people such as myself. I completely overlooked practicing music due to the make-up lessons with my students, year-end janitorial duties, preparations for visitors, etc. Needless to say, I neglected my first love in the flurry of what seemed to be more pertinent at the moment. Then a visitor arrived from New York who wished to hear Rachmaninov. Unprepared, surprised, un-warmed up, and being unable to decline, I sat on the piano silently as Dandi began the Allegro Scherzando of the third movement with a tempo that fuelled my panic. What bothered me was the fact that I had been reviewing this piece earlier and while doing so, nobody wanted to listen to it, and when I stopped practicing it, somebody did!
Nevertheless, I’m relieved that this time, it only concerned Rachmaninov… and yes, you may have predicted a brewing analogy, and here it is! It is so easy to lose oneself in the bustle of what seems to be important in life. Our careers, studies, and even trifling hobbies usually get in the way of our first love who is Christ. We engage ourselves with preparations for promotions, job opportunities, deadlines, even marriage, and so much more that we forget what we should groom for most importantly: Eternal Life. Let us continue practicing and working hard for this because at the last moment, in the twinkling of an eye, there may not even be room for panic, and the preparation time endowed unto us will come to an end, and of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels of heaven, but my Father only. (Matthew 24:36)
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Pyrotechnics
Of firecrackers Mama commented, “It’s good that lesser people decided to burn their money this year.” Misha with surprised eyes immediately queried, “Firecrackers are made of money?!”
But seriously, one has to discover that there are more meaningful ways to have a “blast”! I had my fulminating Joy basking in the Love and blessings from God, and in the company of dear people who make this life explosively brilliant! But the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians 13:13)
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sopraninigabi said,
December 26, 2008 at 7:36 pm
I’m so glad to hear about your cousin. Truly, no present can compare with the gift of new life. :)
And thank you so much for the reminder! It is so easy to forget… truly, we need to be reminded every single day. We spend so much time preparing for this temporal life that we forget to think about the real one that awaits us.
No firecrackers for our family! Hehe glad to know you’re keeping all those talented fingers safe ;)
Miracle ♪♫ said,
December 27, 2008 at 6:44 am
It’s cliché but sometimes we just have to remember what really matters. That’s probably this entry’s “leitmotif”. =) No firecrackers and yet I know you had glowing, precious moments! Talented or not, I’d really prefer keeping my fingers, Gabi. haha =P
totomel said,
December 27, 2008 at 6:14 pm
thanks for reminding mira… two years past, i refuted your claim about christmas and, in my mind, had once called you a grinch (remember?). but after some time of contemplation, i thought that it was all futile to argue on the date and instead stick on its meaning and relevance on our lives. PEACE!
i am glad that your cousin is back. there is no better decision in life than to choose what is right. your cousin has proven that and i hope you will be with him to support and love him. merry christmas to you all even if you don’t believe in it. just pardon me, if i dont have a substitute for a “christmas” greeting. does “holiday” suffice? happy holidays then.hehehe
…and to misha, it only proves that your young bro is a genius. he is full of wonder and would probably, in the near future, figure out how to make powder out of real money just to show them how futile the world is with all these nonsensical stuff.
from behind said,
December 27, 2008 at 6:25 pm
I wonder how, with all your “madness”, could you write with such a serious tone on human affairs especially this Christmas. hehehe
Miracle ♪♫ said,
December 27, 2008 at 7:53 pm
¤ To Totomel:
Totobee! You commented! Yes, I remember how you disapproved of my views but respected them nonetheless - despite calling me a grinch.wehehe =P
My prayers are with my cousin. He is loved. Thanks so much for your concern. =)
Hmmm… as for Misha, there’s a big possibility that he just might do that. After an aunt gave him money, he went, “Auntie ____ gave me paper.” hahaha
Thank you. Happy holidays!!! ;-)
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¤ To “From Behind”:
Hello you who are somewhere behind. I would not be this mad without a balancing seriousness, and I would not be this serious without a balancing madness. The same way you wouldn’t be behind without a front, and wouldn’t be out front without a behind. I’m madly serious and seriously mad. Uhmmm…