Sunday, December 04, 2005

The Festival of the Trees

We're going to spend money as well as a third of our day to help these people have a wonderful holiday. These words would not exactly cause a sadly large amount of people to strike up their enthusiasm or even cooperate. In this holiday season many types of joys are instilled in the hearts of a large crowd all around the world. In all the confusion many's hearts are swayed by the appealing enticings of new cars, electronics, snowboards, dolls, etc. I don't think one would uphold these silly habits of basing so much of their delight on such temporary things if they really thought about the kinds of activities that bring a longer lasting appeasement. The Festival of the Trees is based upon donating money, time and talents to those who have medical needs by buying a homemade tree. This instigates the same joy recieved by ones who are the causes of smiles wrought in others, and what better way than to purchase a Christmas tree which is a symbol of the very holiday made in rememberance of the ultimate gift and sacrifice of Christ. So, why and how can people decide to displace this importance to the lowly objects crafted by man?
In all honesty such happiness is forgotten eventually and probably before too long. However, I am as imperfect as the next and have experienced the "joy" that comes from the recieving and using of these objects. It only seems to satisfy one of the natural human needs, but it is far from the peace I get from knowing that I gave of my time, money, and even better, of myself. This emotion is that of the purest, meaning it makes me want to do better and become a better person as well as continue to participate in activities that give me this wondeful feeling. It is impossible to find such bliss in anything other than serving others, because serving others is the very reason why Christmas was founded. Because of the greatest gift ever given which I mentioned above.
Whenever I look at the Christmas trees that are bought over the years in the spirit of serving, I am reminded of the true meanings of them and this holiday. I can't sit and stare at it for hours on end as it projects some virtual story line or ride on it down the snowy slopes, but it represents something much more along with giving me cause to ponder on the love that has been interwoven in every aspect of it's creation. I can only hope and try to remind others of this often forgotten realm of peace.

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