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The Boy Teacher and The Father Student 4 (Hey Dad is Christmas Messed Up?)
What is up with the bread and wine anyhow?
The Kind Of Banter That is Not Too Serious But Stays With You For a Lifetime
So Christmas is upon us. As with many families it allows time for people to get together to enjoy each other. And so it is with this family with boys twenty years apart and an “old man” feeling young at heart in celebration of the season. After all what could be better for the man than having his sons celebrate with him. (we will use Ob for the older son)
Ob: Hey buddy what do you think of Christmas?
B: Christ’s birthday.
Ob: Are you excited about presents?
B: What did you get me?
F: You two are out of control. You talk about Christmas and the first thing your sugar addled minds come up with are presents? Oh where have I failed you? (laughs)
B: Hey, at school we made menorahs and learned all about those people’s celebration.
Ob: You do know that sometimes they get presents for twelve days or something?
B: Hey dad you say that Christ was a Hebrew so why can’t we have twelve days?
F: Maybe because that would be too much work for Santa.
B: Dad you know that there is no Santa don’t you?
Ob: I got this dad I could repeat it by heart as you pounded it into me so many times. Buddy, is love real? Of course it is. Is the Easter bunny real? Of course it is. Is Santa real? Of course he is. If they represent love and love is in you then that is real and so they are real. Remember most people say that cartoons and some shows are not real. And you know they are real cartoons and real shows so that is a silly thing to say.
B: You sound just like dad.
Ob: Now you are scaring me!
F: Son I made you promise not to be like me.
Ob: Dad I am smart enough to know what parts of you to be like and what parts not to be like.
B: Yea like when he farts, giggle giggle and laughs.
Life Goes On
We Try To Keep It Light But That Is Hard Sometimes
The three are out doing what they like to do together best, hiking, or maybe surfing wins. But for now they are hiking the Suburban trail called quarry canyon a preserve that seems like a tent city some places because of the homeless. But make no mistake the people who live here are not like the city homeless folk they actually prefer to live like they do. Maybe hard for some to understand. But our three hikers love to go camping and sleep in the dirt, so they get it.
B: Hey dad I don’t understand why when we go shopping lately all the people in the big stores seem worried and unhappy but in our little stores near home everyone is happy and nice.
F: Your brother knows why and it really bothers him.
Ob: Buddy in the big stores people are all stressed out about getting gifts and in the neighborhood stores they see familiar faces and say Merry Christmas. Close to home you do not have long lines and people all uptight about getting what they want.
B: I forget, is “familiar” like family?
F: More like neighbor son but at Christmas time there really should should not be a difference. Not like we can live up to it but good to keep in mind.
Ob: Hey little buddy what kind of track is that.
B: Too easy, a large dog. See how the claws stay out and the track goes way down in the earth so it is big. It is not coyote because it is in the middle. And I saw dog poop back there. (of course anything to do with doo is funny)
F: Ok guys what kind of bird is that on that branch? Eagle, Hawk, Falcon or Owl?
Ob: Too large for Peregrine falcon, too small for Eagle and the wrong time for Owl. So little buddy what is it?
B: Losers, it is just a Raven.
Ob: Hey what is the Reason for the Season?
B: The reason for the season is to love one another. That way everyone can celebrate. I know I am supposed to say Jesus but Jesus is love, right?
Ob: True that!
B: Snack break on that log up there. Christmas cookies right?
F: Sorry but Bologna, cheese, lettuce and tomato sandwiches first. But then let’s sugar up for the hike.
Ob: Hey are you going to be in a Christmas play or acolyte for Christmas.
B: I get to do the bread now with Father Joseph. And then I have to pick up all the hymnals before playing. Auntie gets mad because I try to get them early so I can leave and play. Mommy laughs.
Ob: So what do you think about that bread and wine?
B: Dad says that it is just a mystery but that it is about that picture above our dinner table with all those guys in robes.
F: in good time you will figure on it yourself.
God Let Me Not Miss It!
Somewhere Near Avignon France
Generations! How Fantastic
Nothing Really Resoived
Ob: Hey dad, do you miss going home to the snow and all your brothers and sisters and old friends?
F: Of course I do, but I would rather miss it than deal with the family politics and lack of faith. They just took the Christ out of Christmas. I love them but would rather make the trip without holiday hassle.
F: We have gone two miles it is time to turn back. Ok, maybe I am just lazy.
Ob: I am jamming on Luther these days. What a trip that church was back then. They didn’t have enough with the Crusades and the Inquisition they had to hide behind Latin and incomprehensible traditions. It is all so messed up.
F: Dude – it “was” all messed up. Now it is better because the nut case traditions are just verbal or ritual not condemnation and brimstone.
Ob: You are going to go with that old man?
F: No it is a platitude. I reckon you could kill a man with a good heart and love a man with a bad one. We are so wonderfully flawed.
B: I was wondering dad about forgiving myself. So I messed up the other day and mom is mad about it. If I forgive myself but she doesn’t is it still ok?
Ob: Hey now, you have got to do what is right and you cannot make other people think it is right, well for now anyway. Did you know that dad used to spend his time trying to make other people think the way he wanted them to?
F: Harsh dude.
Ob: So spill it dad. You were a trial attorney when I was born and a preacher when he was born. Are you saying in all your experience you are not being sly about telling us how to think?
F: Listen kids, I think I have gotten old enough to where I try to get you to think and how to think not what to think.
B: That sounds like me saying I did not want to eat the candy I just did. That does not work on mom at least.
F: You two are brutal. Why don’t I hang for a minute and let you two walk by yourselves so you get some brother time.
Ob: So we agree Christmas is also a time of letting go and not being in control?
F: Are we ever – really? Might as well put Jesus and love behind the wheel. I think you have a point,,, on the top of your head.
F: This is the best Christmas ever!
B: It is not Christmas
Ob: The fish of the sea, the lambs in the field, the birds on a wing, and God, do not know a calendar only man does.
F; B; and Ob: Amen to that!
Let us make Christmas everyday.