On that social networking site which shall remain nameless, I saw a question from tonic.com. the question was something to the effect of "If Santa materialized in front of you, what would your one wish be?"
Hmmm.
Material things are nice but I don't know if even his magical bag is magical enough to hold a new house in the country with a big yard. The Husband is currently in negotiations for a new (to us) van to replace the one that died on the side of the road Tuesday so that is no longer at the top of my list and I cannot think of anything else to wish for for myself.
I guess the key is that I don't think Santa can give me the things I really wish for any more than I believe that if Santa takes the year off because he has a cold and he's in a snit because he thinks we've all lost the Christmas spirit, Christmas will not come.
There are things I would like. I ooh and ahh over the Williams-Sonoma catalogue. I wander through Barnes and Noble and sometimes drool over the books I'd love to buy, knowing they would be read in a few hours and then what? Those are all little things, it seems to me, to use for one big wish.
The big things I would wish for are things that are mostly intangible (other than the house in the country with the big yard... Did you hear that, man in the red suit?!)
I wish for peace, for the world and for those I love and for myself. I wish for hope, hope that is found in the belief that things happen for a reason and that everything has a purpose and can be used for good. I wish for love, love that transcends envy and greed and is selfless.
On a night so long a ago, a baby was born to give us the gift of all these things. Not a man in a red suit, but a helpless baby can and does grant the most meaningful and spectacular wishes...through faith.
-Peace
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