Silly Sunday: No Silly.

I sang that to the tune of “No Scrubs”. I just want everyone to know that.

OK. I’m Silly Sunday-ing today. Because of the weird scheduling lately, I’m not entirely sure who’s Musing tomorrow. Life is CHAOS.


But it’s a mini chaos. A slight meandering from the path of the dictated into a realm of insanity. (INSANITY.) Or something. I don’t know what I’m saying, really. I’m not feeling very well today, so I’m pretty sure my body is directing power from my higher functions to reminding me that the ship is sinking, I’m dying, and the Communists are winning. And so, I think that even though what I’m sharing isn’t silly at all, the manner in which I have shared it (or will have shared it…?) is perfectly loopy.

It’s that time of the year where we come together, give gifts, pretend not to hate that one family member who voted for the other guy (have you noticed there’s always one person who voted the opposite of the rest of the family? Yeah, that guy’s the black sheep), and eat too much food. But while you’re out there fighting for gifts Mad Max-style, remember there are people out there who would give anything to be in your place. So if you’re looking for a gift, or even if you just want to share the spirit of giving and do something good in the world, make sure to check out Rescue Gifts and do something good.

I know that’s not the only way (although, please… maybe don’t give to the Salvation Army without taking a good look at their policies), but it’s one that’s helping those who are suffering the most this holiday season — the displaced and the dejected. Exactly the sort of people who could use the miracle of light or the compassion of Christ at this time of year, when we’re supposed to be celebrating it.

Of course… giving all year is encouraged. But what would you want most if you were without home, safety, and the prospect of everything we take for granted at this time of the year? The time of year we all seem to want it most.

Anyway. I know it’s not Silly. But, frankly, I think sometimes we need to set aside the silly in favor of the substantial. And times like this — the times, as Thomas Paine said, that try men’s souls — are definitely times where substance is needed.

Someone will be here tomorrow. You’ll find out probably not long after we do.


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