You know, I was thinking. Maybe I should go back and amend my original post about traditions to say that I'll post as many of our family traditions as I can manage in a month when things reach a light-speed amount of activity? Because I'm thinking I was a little ambitious when I said that I was going to post a new tradition every day. Plus, even with the large amount of traditions for our family, I'm not sure that we actually have twenty-five separate ones. And I'm kind of worried that, by the end of the month, I'll be turning, "Brushing my teeth on Christmas Eve" into a tradition.
I'm not going to backtrack and try to make up the lost days. I'm just going to start with today.
And my tradition for today IS...changing the radio station.
"Wait, how does this relate to Christmas?" you ask.
Here's the deal. I adore Christmas music. As much as I hate it that Wal Mart starts playing Christmas music the day after Halloween, I just LOVE playing Christmas CD's and listening to the radio stations that play non-stop Christmas music starting the day after Thanksgiving. I love the classic carols - Silent Night, Away in a Manger, Angels We Have Heard on High, and ones like that. Some of my favorites are the ones that Bing Crosby and his ilk sing - Walking in a Winter Wonderland, Silver Bells, We Wish You a Merry Christmas, Jingle Bells. That classic sound! I sometimes like it when current artists re-make some of the classics. (I say "sometimes". There are plenty of artists who have murdered some of the classics!) A couple of weeks ago, we bought the Michael Buble' Christmas album and it's GREAT! So is Third Day: Christmas Offerings.
There is one song, though, that I really hate.
*gets ready to duck thrown candy canes*
It's "The Christmas Shoes". I think that I may have even blogged about it in the past, so much is my loathing for this song. Call me heartless, call me a Song Scrooge, I don't care. When I'm rocking along with Mariah Carey as she belts out "Alllll I want for Christmaaasss is yoooouuuuuu!", nothing can bring down the mood in the car like a song about a little boy, buying shoes for his dying mom in case she meets Jesus tonight. I'm sorry! When that song comes on, I change the station. The very small cynical part of me even imagines that this boy and his dad are in some kind of thief operation where they scam Jell-O hearted people into buying this darling little kid shoes for his mom, and then they turn around and sell them on eBay. Like a modern-day Artful Dodger and Fagan.
I'm just not sure why this is becoming a trend. I heard another song along that same sad line the other day. And the station actually played the SECOND sad song RIGHT AFTER the song about the shoes. I almost passed out.
Now, all joking aside, I do realize that there are people who are grieving during this season of joy. I realize that there are children out there, not just in third world countries but right here in the U.S., who are not having a jolly Christmas season because of their home life. And so, right before I reach for that radio knob, I try to remember to thank my Heavenly Father for the immense blessings in my life and pray for His divine comfort for those people who need to feel His presence.
Edited to add: I wanted to give you all a link to Samaritan's Purse, which is the organization that heads up the Operation Christmas Child. You can find it RIGHT HERE! I also realized, as I was browsing, that you can actually build a box online and they'll put in the things that you choose and ship it out. I may have to do this with The Kids!!