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Musings on Abundance
with Rev. Dennis Reynolds
The holiday season has begun.
Suzanne and I went to Eugene for Thanksgiving and spent a grand
weekend with my globe-hopping daughter and visiting dear friends.
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We ate too much but indulgence this time of year is everywhere. From consuming too much food to buying stuff we don't even need.
Yet, I love the brightness that the unfolding holiday season brings. This year, more than most, I am aware of the shadows. I am reminded of the boisterous ghost of Christmas present in Charles Dickens’s “The Christmas Carol,” who under his velvet cloak hides the images of hungry and hurting individuals.
The shadows of terrorist attacks in Beirut, in Kenya, and in Paris lurk nearby. I am haunted by the very real fearful reality that young people of color, especially young men, face each day. Even as I celebrate the cold and fear of refugees fleeing violence casts a gray specter. Many do not have the luxury to indulge their children with gifts or overindulge themselves.
During our recent storm, I spent two days without power. Sitting in darkness, watching flickering candlelight cast its own shadow, reminded me how much I take for granted. I feel guilty. In spite of admonitions from some to the contrary, guilt is sometimes an appropriate emotion and can motivate me to change my behavior. Guilt nudges me when I forget how privileged I am and motivates me towards more positive action. Rather than wallow in guilt, I try to do better, to positively impact the things I can. I give annual donations to organizations whose work I admire. I give some of the holiday gifts I share as donations too. Some of the kids on my list get small stuffed critters and a donation in their name to Heifer Project. Adults too may even get a flock of chickens for Christmas.
I am far from free of the cultural urge to buy and to give. My kids get indulgent gifts from me and I have found something amazing and a wee bit extravagant for Suzanne too. I try to reign myself in and give to agencies and programs as much as I give to my loved ones.
I love the feasting and celebrating and I love giving in many ways too. I try not to look away from the shadows and ignore or deny their existence. I try, in my small way, to spread a wee bit of good cheer in such places.
May all find peace and joy in this season of connecting and celebrating and giving.
Dennis
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