Great Hope, Makes Great People
It’s in the air: Christmas. Can you feel it too? My husband and I went out Friday night to the nearby old town of St. Charles, Missouri, where every tree is circled in white flickering bulbs, and hundreds of little quaint novelty stores were all decorated in thousands of lights, Christmas trees, and Christmas decorations. Santa’s of every shape and size on every shelf.
Actors were brandishing chestnuts in English dress and accents: singing groups were Caroling like Dickens characters: Santa’s of every size in every language were “Merry Christmasing” down the cobblestone streets. Lighted up Cinderella Carriages were pulled by beautiful white horses, their hooves clip-clopping down the streets, giving rides to lovers and families. Children were running, little girls dancing, local pubs busting with business, and the restaurants all had fires outside to warm the people eating outside, just to enjoy the festivals.
St. Charles, is probably just like many historical towns in our country. I imagine Williamsburg, Boston, and other tiny town squares, putting on festivals with lights. Its old buildings sit on the Missouri river. It’s where Lewis and Clark started their trek to the Pacific Ocean. There’s a big statue of them with their dog…not far from where they started.
But…dummy me. I had never gone to such a thing. And it felt like Disneyland. (Which I hear is wonderful at Christmas too.)
We ate Chicago Style Pizza at one of the restaurants,, then started on our stroll back in time. By the time we were finished wandering into all the shops, we had consumed down: chocolate covered cherries, hot chocolate, Apple Caramel Cider, and our first Butterbeer soda.
Trust me. We NEVER do that. But the night was so beautiful, and to see the people all so happy was frankly, a gift from heaven after this last year.
And what about love? Yes. I will remember this night as a night that my husband choose the perfect gift for me. I had tears in my eyes, when my husband brought me this picture for Christmas:
Now…my husband doesn’t read a single word I write, but he doesn’t have to. He knows me that well.
As we were walking past some very pretty Christmas trees, I told him, that I had just written a blog a few days before the election called: “This is our Valley Forge: Let’s Not Blow it.”
George Washington was by far, the best President our country ever had. He was the quintessence of a leader. If America needed anything at this time in our lives, it was a man who truly, with all his heart, believed in America. We needed a LEADER…and with the help of God, we got one.
Clint Eastwood summed it up very well with this tweet.
“Thank you America, I don’t have long left to live but now I know the last few years will be great, I can’t thank you enough #PresidentTrump,”
His twitter account was cancelled right after he posted it, but it has been said that his daughter said he didn’t tweet it.
No matter: It’s pretty much how millions of Americans feel. The America that our leaders have forgotten, can come back.
And I can feel it, can’t you?
There’s a new joy in life again. As Thomas Fuller once said:
“Great Hopes make great people.”
There’s no better time to turn off the TV and get out to enjoy some great people, than at Christmastime.
Find one of these festivals in your town, and do yourself a favor.
Don’t wait as long as I did to discover it.
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