Starting a Christmas Conversation…by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

Many years ago, I bought the book, The Christmas Conversation Piece: Creative Questions to Illuminate the Holidays by Bret Nicholaus and Paul Lowrie. Their stated reason for writing the book was “to enhance all your Christmas conversations and draw you closer to friends and family through the use of creative and entertaining questions.” I purchased the book intending to use it as inspiration for hundreds of Christmas stories and articles. Now that twenty years have gone by, I’m ready to post my first work spawned by this book.Christmas Conversation

In the interest of opening up and sharing myself with my readers, I have selected nine questions from the book (and one of my own) to answer.

  1. What is your favorite Christmas scent? Constant Comment tea.
  2. If you were going to be Santa Claus for a Christmas Eve, what one amenity or convenience factor would you insist that your sleigh feature? A heater.
  3. As a curious child, did you ever shake gifts under the tree to try and figure out what you were getting? Do you still shake (or subtly lift) packages before Christmas? I never did. I never wanted to spoil the surprise. One of my sons, however, routinely searched for presents and carefully unwrapped and rewrapped them.
  4. What is the oldest ornament on your tree? We own a purple ball that was on the tree during my husband’s childhood. It’s more than sixty years old.
  5. When you think of the holiday season in New York City, what particular rockefeller skating bing free commerscene or image do you picture first? The skating rink at Rockefeller Center. I remember going to the Christmas show there one year and watching the skaters outside.
  6. If you were in charge of hiring a department store Santa, what quality or ability above all others would you look for in the applicants? A real white beard. As a kid, I found it hard to suspend disbelief around a Santa whose beard looked like it was made of cotton balls.
  7. Mary and JesusWere you ever in a Christmas pageant? If so, what part did you play? I attended parochial school, and we put on a pageant every year. My favorite, though, was my eighth grade year. Parts were determined by putting names in a hat, and my name was drawn for Mary. I was not a popular child, and getting to play Mary felt like a gift.
  8. If you could go anywhere at all to reflect on the meaning of Christmas, where would you go? I’d go back in time to my home town in the late 50s and early 60s. A neighbor on the next block from our house, an artist, built a life-size nativity set on her property. Every year she added another figure. I remember when I was about four years old, my mother walked me down to visit it, and she told me the Christmas story. As I grew older, I would make the walk myself, eventually taking my little brother with me. It drew me to prayer.
  9. If you could create the perfect hill for sledding, what would it look like? Be specific. When I was a kid, everyone went sledding on a hill on the private property of a family whose children went to my school. My husband, who grew up in the same town, knew it as Suicide Hill. I’m guessing it was maybe 300 feet tall at a grade of about 50 degrees. (In other words, tall and steep.) At the bottom of the hill was a chain link fence that just barely prevented you from shooting out into a very busy street. These were in the days before people worried about liability. I’m sure the present owners of the property would never allow strangers to sled down that hill.
  10. What was the hardest Christmas you ever had to go through? We expected our second child early in January 1981, but I was really hoping for a Christmas delivery. Unfortunately, halfway through the pregnancy, I lost the baby. As the holiday season approached, all I could think about was what I’d lost. I had no energy to do things like decorate the house or bake cookies. To be able to create some kind of Christmas spirit for our little girl, I bought Christmas tapes and kept the music playing. We went on to have four more children, and one of them is a December baby. His birthday is today.

baby Jesus

Now it’s your turn. Please choose one or more of the above questions and answer in the comments below.

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What Does your Christmas Wreath Say about You? by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

I love looking at Christmas decorations. I think they reflect the people who put them up. Sometimes I wonder what those people are really like.

Many years ago, I bought a couple of horns at the craft store and dolled them up with ribbons and jingle bells and floral picks. I reasoned they would be perfect for a musician’s home.

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Here are some Christmas wreaths I found on Pinterest recently. I’ve linked them back to their original articles. Sometimes directions are included–hey, there’s still time to make some these!

Santa Tulle Wreath

Santa Tulle Wreath

Hide and Seek Wreath

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Yarn Wreath

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Red and White Bow Wreath

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Christmas Card Wreath

Christmas card display wreath

Candy Cane Wreath

Candy Cane Wreath

Wood Slice Wreath

Wood Slice Wreath

Cork Wreath

Cork Wreath

Christmas Ornament Wreath

Ornament Wreath

Pinecone and Berry Wreath

Pinecone and Berry Wreath

Nightmare Before Christmas Wreath

Nightmare Before Christmas Wreath

Do you have a wreath displayed at your house? Why did you choose that particular wreath? Share with us in the comments.

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Christmas Under Cover…by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

Much about the Christmas season inspires warmth. God’s love for us made tangible by the gift of his Son. Blazing fires in the hearth. Gatherings of family and friends. Cups of hot chocolate or spiced cider.

But there’s something especially warming about snuggling under a  Christmas quilt. Traditional, yet timeless. Artful, yet practical. Here are a dozen lovely ones gleaned from Etsy.com. Some are bed-sized, and some are wall quilts. All were still available when I found them on Wednesday. Click on the caption above each picture for further details.

Red and White Beauty from stylinquiltdesigns.

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Stars and Pinwheels from WillowRidgeQuilts.

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Irregular Stars from LiveOakHome.

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Merry Go Round from KandKKrafts.

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Snowballs in My Garden from RedLetterQuilts.

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Christmas Pinwheels from QTUWbyNancy.

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Starry Christmas from DymphnaGoesQuilty.

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Run Run Rudolph from Quiltinggrammy5.

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Granny Square from Modquiltsandcompany.

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Diagonal Ohio Star from SoosCreekQuilts.

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Vintage Appliqué from WinterberryGifts.

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Do you have any Christmas quilts at your house? Ones that you’ve made, or were given to you as gifts? Share in the comments.

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Always Reason to Celebrate

december1December first–one of my favorite days of the year!  The beginning of the most celebrated month. School programs, cookie exchanges, church festivities, baking, shopping, decorating…busy, busy, busy. It’s become such a big deal that whole books have been written on how to organize yourself, your family, your kitchen and your recipes so you don’t miss any of the fun. There is the slightest possibility that things have gotten out of control.

All while I enjoy some of this busy-ness, which can be fun and contribute to the pleasure of the season, the flurry of activity is not why I love December.

In all honesty, some of my Decembers have been more fun than others. I remember Christmases bearing the shadow of sadness caused by death…those uncomfortable, sometimes seemingly unbearable, “firsts” without a beloved family member. I remember Christmases marred by disappointment,  failing to live up to my expectations. I remember Christmases freakishly different than how they had ever been celebrated before and feeling let down and cheated.

It’s good to have experienced those Christmases.

I’ve also known magical Christmases where every part of the celebration exceeded my expectations…when I’ve been surprised with the perfect present, everyone got along and went out of their way to make the day special for everyone else, people loved their gifts, the meal turned out fit for a Food Network Channel special, and and the house looked like a page from Southern Living. And as if it couldn’t get any better, there was the Christmas Day I had a baby girl. Our nurses enjoyed that, too, as they brought her out to us wearing a Santa hat.

It’s good to have experienced those Christmases.

Christmas holly

And since I’ve lived through the extremes and every point in between in terms of Christmas celebrations, I’ve learned not to fear the imperfect nor to expect joy from circumstance.

It couldn’t be more clear to me that the reason I celebrate never changes. It is not dependent on what may or may not hide under the tree or bake in the oven. Fudge doesn’t set? No problem. Eat it with a spoon. It doesn’t depend on whose chair sits empty at the table. Love is eternal and death doesn’t win. It doesn’t depend on where I am or who I’m with. And this is good news…good news of great joy for all people.

For I have no control over life and death. I have no control how other people choose to feel, think or act. I have not control over many of the circumstances of life. I can’t even consistently control the consistency of my fudge.

But this I know and this is always worth celebrating. I am loved. You are loved. We are forgiven, declared righteous by the blood of the baby whose birth we celebrate. It is the gift given to us by grace, by the undeserved, unmerited favor of our God towards us, his beloved. And this never changes.

baby Jesus

While circumstances and traditions around you may change, our Father says, “I, the LORD, do not change.” (Malachi 3:6)

“The people walking in darkness have seen a great light.” (Isaiah 9:2)

And that is why I love December first. I pray your holiday season is filled with blessing.

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Getting Ready for Christmas . . . by Andrea R. Huelsenbeck

My mother-in-law had a Thanksgiving Day tradition of stacking all her Christmas records on the record player spindle and playing them non-stop until New Years. That’s how we knew it was time to get ready for Christmas.tree-decorations-842046_1280

Even though retail establishments have been ready for Christmas for months, Black Friday is the day I start to get ready. (But I won’t go out shopping today. That would be crazy.)

I’ve probably already bought some Christmas presents. I hope I can remember what I bought and where I put them . . .

This is my process of holiday preparation:

  • Now is when I make a list of all the people we want to give presents to, notated with gift ideas. My husband Greg and I divide the list and shop for our assigned people.
  • Also, around this time people start asking me what I want for Christmas. So I have to think of something to tell them. One of the benefits of growing old is I either have everything I want, or I’ve lived without it for so long that I’ve learned to be content without it. I really don’t need anything. But loved ones appreciate a suggestion.
  • Time to get out my Christmas jewelry: the jingle bell necklace, the snowflake earrings, the Nativity scene pin, and the wreath pin. I will be wearing these often in the next month.
  • The next task is to send Christmas cards. When I was teaching elementary general music, there were years I didn’t send cards, because I was so tapped out with many concerts to prepare in addition to my teaching duties. I got home from work late every day and had no energy for correspondence. Happily, I no longer have that hardship.
Photo by Drew Saunders

Photo by Drew Saunders

I keep a Christmas card database with names and addresses. I print off mailing labels, so I can just sign the cards and put them in the mail (or hand-deliver to people I know I’m going to see). I usually buy Christmas cards on clearance. My favorites are the art cards from The Metropolitan Museum of Art store. You might want to request their catalog.

  • Photo by Cornischong at Lb.Wikipedia

    Photo by Cornischong at Lb.Wikipedia

    Go to Trader Joe’s and see if they still have any German Advent Calendars with a piece of chocolate for each day. (I may have already done this. Several times. I may or may not know what happened to said chocolate.) While I’m there, I’ll look for two other traditional German Christmas foods from my childhood: Stollen (a yeast bread with dried fruit and nuts baked in it) and Pfeffernüsse (round spice cookies covered with powdered sugar). These are mandatory. It is not Christmas if we don’t eat these.

  • Then there’s the Christmas tree debate. My husband likes a cut tree—and he likes to put it up as close to Christmas as possible. (When Greg was a child, Santa put up the tree at his house when he delivered his presents.) I, on the other hand, think it’s wasteful to buy a tree that was cut down merely to decorate someone’s living room for a week or two. I’d be happy with an artificial tree that we could reuse year after year. When I was a mom-at-home, the tree was my domain. When I went to work full-time, Greg took over that chore with my blessing. Since I didn’t want the job of putting the tree up and decorating it (and taking it down and putting away all the ornaments), I acquiesced to Greg’s will.

norfolk-island-pine-public domainLast year, the day we went out to the Christmas tree lot to buy our tree, the lot was closed, with no sign or anything to indicate what time it would be open for business. Not willing to wait around or come back later, I said, “They’re selling potted Norfolk pines at the grocery store.” Intrigued, Greg said, “Let’s take a look at them.”

Now, I have to confess—the previous year we bought a different potted tree with every intention of planting it in the yard after the holidays. Do you think I could have kept it alive until we got around to planting it? Maybe you’ve never seen my black thumb.

Norfolk pines have a high humidity requirement. They can’t be planted outside in the Arizona desert. But we bought a 3-foot tree, planning to try to keep it alive, this time inside. Greg named it Maurice. It drops lots of little branchlets (I don’t know if that’s a characteristic of the tree or if Zoe and Cloud, our cats, break them off when we’re not looking), but it’s four feet tall now, and it will be our Christmas tree this year.

  • One more mandatory food item: homemade sticky buns for Christmas breakfast. I set them up the night before (they rise overnight), and the first thing I do when I get up Christmas morning is pre-heat the oven.

Marsha’s Easy Cinnamon RollsStacy Spensley on Wikimedia

1 stick of butter, melted

¾ C. brown sugar

1 tsp. cinnamon

½ C. chopped nuts

1 package frozen dinner rolls

¾ package butterscotch pudding (the kind you cook, not instant)

Mix together: melted butter, brown sugar, and cinnamon.

Use a well-greased angel-food or Bundt cake pan. Place nuts in the bottom of the pan and distribute frozen rolls around the pan. Sprinkle the pudding mix over the rolls. Pour the butter/brown sugar/cinnamon mixture over the rolls and cover the pan with a clean dishtowel. Let the pan sit on the counter overnight. Bake in preheated oven at 350 degrees for 30 minutes and carefully turn over onto a large plate.

Disclaimer: my children will always remember 1999 as the Christmas Mommy almost burned the house down. I made these buns for the first time in an angel-food pan and didn’t think to put the pan on a cookie sheet. As it baked, the brown sugar coating leaked out of the bottom of the pan and dripped onto the oven floor. Reasoning that it would be bad to cook the Christmas turkey in a sugary oven, I started the self-cleaning feature of the oven. Within minutes, the sugar ignited, the house filled with smoke, and flames shot out of the oven! My husband saved the day by turning off the cleaning cycle, and scraping the burnt sugar out when the oven cooled. The moral of the story: Put the pan on a cookie sheet!

  • The most important thing I do to prepare for Christmas is meditate on the mystery of God incarnate. I think about what it must have been like for His young mother to endure questions concerning her pregnancy; how His parents became refugees in Egypt, fleeing the threat of His murder; about the pain and suffering He willingly endured for me, so that I might spend eternity in His presence. The peace of Christ be with you this season and always.

    Photo by Jeff Weese

    Photo by Jeff Weese

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A Thankful Heart of a Heart of Praise by Donna Clark Goodrich

A Thankful Heart—or a Heart of Praise

“…always giving thanks to God the Father for everything” (Ephesians 5:20 niv).

“Develop an attitude of praise,” our pastor told us in his Sunday message. “It will change your life.”

I decided to take him up on it, much to my family’s irritation. No matter what or who they complained about, I reminded them of something to be thankful for.

This went on all week. If it rained, I thanked God it didn’t flood. If it was too hot, I was thankful for our air conditioner. If our children complained about getting up in the morning, I told them to be thankful they could walk, reminding them of my friend’s two boys who had to be carried everywhere. When two ladies talked out loud during the church service, I told our family to be thankful they could be there, with both their husbands in wheelchairs.

One day I received a letter from our denominational publishing house. “See,” I said, “holding it up. “I sold an article.” I opened the envelope and found…a bill for our church magazine subscription.

This didn’t stop me, however. I continued to drive my family crazy finding a reason to be thankful for everything.

Soon, though, things changed. In the space of a few months my mother died of cancer, and my husband had a serious car accident, then a heart attack which led to a  retirement at the age of 48. The needs and drama of three teen-agers in a span of seven years increased the stress.

How can I be thankful in everything? I often asked myself. Then one day while listening to the words of a song, the answer came to me: Being thankful is for things God gives to us, but giving praise is for who He is!

Even now, 30 years later— with my husband’s death this year, our daughter and me both having torn rotator cuffs and pneumonia, another daughter and family moving out of state, our son off work for six weeks with heart problems, plus myriad home repairs—realizing who God is–my strength, my comfort, my healer–makes it easier for me to have a thankful heart and a heart of praise.

What are you especially thankful for this Thanksgiving season?

 

 

 

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A Memorial of Thanks

Last year at Thanksgiving time I blogged about Our Linen Thanksgiving Journal, a tradition that my family has kept for over a decade. There’s another thing we’ve done, not quite as regularly as writing on the tablecloth, but some family members like it just as well.

First, I’ll give you some background. In the Bible, when someone had an encounter with God or wished to express his thanks, he often built an altar or memorial to God out of stones. When he or a future generation saw the memorial, they would recall the goodness of God in that situation. Some examples of this are found in Joshua 4:1-10, Genesis 28:10-22, Genesis 35:6-7, Exodus 17:8-16, Exodus 24:3-4.

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Thanksgiving rocks

Several years ago, I thought it might be nice for our family to start our own memorials to remember God’s goodness to us. So I bought some smooth river rocks and placed them in a basket on Thanksgiving. I asked each person at our Thanksgiving meal to choose a permanent marker, then write the year on the rock. They were then to write one thing they were thankful for or something God had done for them that year. They could either take the rock home and start individual rock memorials or compile them to make a family memorial. The memorials could be placed anywhere—on a desk, in a corner of the yard, in a prominent place in the living room—wherever they would see it and be reminded of God’s goodness. When people who came to their house asked what the pile of rocks was, well, there was an opportunity to share what God had done in their lives.

The beginning of a rock memorial.

I still provide rocks every year for those who want to continue adding to their memorials. They are constant reminders of God’s unfailing love to us.

What traditions do you do on Thanksgiving? Or what’s one you’d like to start? Share them in the comments.

Linda

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Can Your Story Change the World? . . . by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

This article previously appeared on ARHtistic License.

“We have no problems.” That’s what my husband, Greg, and I say to each other while watching the news on TV. The turmoil and suffering we see around the world make our own challenges and frustrations miniscule in comparison.

As my selection from Asia for the Around the World Reading ChallengeI chose I Am Malala: The Girl Who Stood Up for Education and was Shot by the Taliban. Malala Yousafzai is Pakistani, though her co-author, journalist Christina Lamb, is British. Malala is, of course, the 2014 winner of the Nobel Peace Prize for her activism on behalf of education.

This book humbled me. The descriptions of the hardships that the people of Pakistan face on a daily basis brought me to tears, as did the efforts of this young girl and her father to provide solutions through education.

In a culture where women are of little consequence, Malala’s father, Ziauddin Yousafzai, is atypical in that he unabashedly loves and respects his wife and daughter, so much so that he solicits and reflects on their opinions and advice. A teacher with a bachelor’s and a master’s degree in English, he advocated for education, especially of girls, before his own daughter was even born. He built the school Malala attended and served as its administrator.

Pakistan has had more than its share of natural disasters, such as a massive earthquake in 2005 that killed more than 73,000 people. In 2010, floods killed 2,000 people, affecting 14,000,000 people and destroying homes and 7,000 schools. The Pakistani government did little to help its people after these catastrophes; most aid came from Islamic organizations including TSNM, the Taliban of Swat, the region where Malala’s family lived. When the Taliban began moving into the area and expanding their influence, people remembered their assistance and felt obliged to support them. (There is a lesson here for the entire world.)

Mr. Yousafazai’s outspoken resistance to the Taliban’s restrictions against girls’ education earned threats of retaliation; but when he suggested to his daughter that they temporarily abandon their public outrcry, Malala objected:

“How can we do that?” I replied. “You were the one who said if we believe in something greater than our lives, then our voices will only multiply even if we are dead. We can’t disown our campaign!”

So their work continued, but with a tragic setback. After Malala and two classmates were shot by a Taliban gunman on their school bus, Malala was ultimately airlifted to Birmingham, England, where she was more likely to receive the level of care she needed for her recovery.

Though around the world she is recognized for her valor, in her native country there are those (sympathetic to extremist views, perhaps) who accuse her of using her circumstances to catapult herself into a life of luxury. Malala ignores the criticism, and instead focuses on her goal: universal access to education. Her father shares this objective in his work as the education attaché for the Pakistan consulate in England and as the advisor to the UN for global education.big malala

I Am Malala is a must read. It goes beyond being a nice story about a courageous girl; it challenges the reader to support what is right, even if it leads to one’s own death.

Can your life story change the world?

This is my second installment in the Around the World Reading Challenge sponsored by the blog Booking It. For my first installment, please see What is My Calling?

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A Bored Game

I know it sounds impossible, with all the cries of how busy everyone is and all the Facebook posts of how overwhelmed by life they are, but sometimes I hear someone say they are bored.

I get it.

It’s not that there’s nothing to do, or nothing that needs to be done. Sometimes it’s just not in us to get up and  do it…whatever “it” is. Nothing sounds fun or interesting at the moment.

It’s like looking in a jam-packed closet and finding nothing to wear. Obviously clothes fill the racks and drawers, so the issue isn’t lack. Nothing looks appealing and we don’t like any of our options. Nothing calls to us, “Wear me! You know I’m what you want today.”

I’ve heard some say only boring people are bored. I disagree. Unless it’s a common occurrence. Then, perhaps,we need to dig a bit deeper. But the occasional ennui strikes most of us. It’s in those times when we contemplate how dull we feel that we need to beware filling the void with hurtful things: excessive eating, drinking, spending, video game playing.

Feeling a bit bored? Down in the dumps? Tempted to dawdle away the part of your life that is today?

Consider the following activities:

  1.  Exercise
  2. Look over your calendar. Too much to do? This can leave you feeling overwhelmed and paralyzed. See what you can cut out of your schedule. Too little to do? Can you volunteer at church, your local elementary school, or favorite charity? Serving others can add to your fulfillment and energize you.
  3. Memorize a favorite poem or passage of scripture. Your brain will thank you.  And it’s nice to carry your favorite words with you.
  4. Like to cook? Prepare and freeze healthy meals so you are never caught empty-handed and thus tempted to over indulge.
  5. Read that book you’ve been meaning to get to.
  6. Clean out your kitchen junk drawer.
  7. Jot down a list of your blessings.
  8. Write your autobiography.
  9. Run those bags of give-aways down to Salvation Army.
  10. Call a friend.
  11. Write a note of appreciation.
  12. Send a card to a shut-in.
  13. Take a nap with cream on your face and feet.
  14. Spend extended time with God by reading the scripture, sharing your deepest thoughts with Him.
  15. Check out that new museum you’ve been wanting to visit.
  16. Is this a good time to clean the garage? (Probably not, but, you know…)
  17. Rest without feeling guilty.
  18. Enjoy the peace and quiet.
  19. Focus on and receive God’s great love for you.
  20. Make up a story in your head. Take a normal situation and ask, “What if thus and so were to happen?”

Are you ever bored? If so, what do you do in those times?

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In the Meme Time: Things to Do with Fruit

In case you need a last-minute Halloween costume idea.

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