Active duty military and fellow veterans should appreciate this, a different look at a pretty old Christmas story.
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop, no one was screaming, all hysteria had stopped. The typewriter was covered, the computer was down, the silence was eerie there wasn’t a sound. Even the coffee mess, the center of life, was cleaned up packed up and closed for the night. Everyone else in the office that day had all been secured and gone on their way. They all had gone home, but I like a jerk, had hung around longer to finish some work. In a corner I sat, with my paper and pen, when I heard a small noise, then I heard it again. It sounded like footsteps but that couldn’t be… the strangest thing was looking back at me! It was Santa, in cammies, repelling down the wall. He was springing and bounding and having a ball! He slid to a window and quickly popped in, he stuck his head around and gave me a grin.
I’d been working too hard, Yeah, that must be it. But I couldn’t explain it. It just didn’t fit. So I walked down the hall and what did I find? When I stepped out the door Santa snuck in behind. He must be really good. I didn’t see a thing. When I got to the hall the phone started to ring. I went back to the office and answered “Hello”, but all I got back was a loud “Ho Ho Ho”. Then the phone just went dead, and I looked around to see, dozens of presents underneath the tree. I went to the window, for just one more look, and I just got a glimpse as he started to book. And I started to wonder does anyone know, how he makes that sleigh work without snow?As we get ready for Christmas, I often reflect on fond Christmas memories.I remember my first Christmas in Iwakuni, Japan. Christmas Eve, I was feeling really homesick. Some of my fellow Marines decided to hang out at the enlisted club to party a bit and dragged me along. I actually enjoyed myself and for a few hours I felt the military bond of brother and sisterhood and was content. When it was time to walk back to barracks, we walked outside and there was over a foot of snow on the buildings and the ground and the sky was crystal clear…it was breathtaking! Man-o-Man…there were snowball fights (friendly fire or course), snow angels and the like. It seemed we couldn’t stop talking about family and I remember wishing my family could have seen it. GOOD MEMORY!
The other one that comes to mind, I found myself in church on Christmas Eve back in Texas and had since retired. We had a candlelight service and worship was off the chain and everyone was feeling peaceful and at the same time pumped. I mean it was one of those times when I felt like time had stopped. Anyway, as our Pastor closed the service, wished us a blessed Christmas and then he said there was a surprise outside. We all hurried out and marveled at the sight of snow…not heavy but snow, on Christmas Eve! I enjoyed that!
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