Christmas strikes when you least expect it.

A few days ago, I felt gloomy and ponderous — suited to winter, but certainly not Christmas. The Grinch could have Christmas, for all I cared.

But all of a sudden — between Christmas cookies and holiday mail … or between sparkling lights and snow on the ground … or during “Mary Sweet Mary” … or as a crowd of us sat staring into the fire or standing around the piano … the Christmas spirit finally dawned. Less than a week left until the twenty-fifth, but it has just arrived.

Welcome, once again.

I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. –Charles Dickens


One thought on “Joy

  1. Just yesterday, I went to see a drama production of A Christmas Carol, and the quote that you just cited was one of my favorite lines in the whole play!

    (and the Peanuts picture is awesome as well)

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