Blog 1553 – 12.19.2019
Santa Says Hey
As I load up my truck and trailer to leave the Lake Monroe Village Resort campground in Bloomington, Indiana and head south to Houston, Texas, the story goes that the Big Guy is loading up his sleigh to make his annual rounds next week. I am usually a “happy camper” but perhaps even a bit more this holiday season as I will be home for Christmas and not just in my dreams this year.
I have made it rather an important of my favorite points in this blog to write that I believe home and heaven are within us and not just a point on a map and yet for most of us there is a certain fondness for the familiar. Most of my young life I thought of Chattanooga, Tennessee as my home. My mother, father, and brother were there as were most of my aunts, uncles, and cousins, teachers, classmates, and friends. As a young adult after wandering the world a bit, my three years in the military, I moved to Houston, Texas to attend college. After four years there, I moved back to Chattanooga but then returned to spend the biggest part of my life, yet, there. For the passed ten or so years I have been mostly on the road with work assignments in several states and even several countries over seas. It has been some years since I spent a Christmas in Houston.
Last year I actually spent the whole month of November there and that was the most time I had spent there in almost seven years. Fortunately, I have a wife that has never given up on me and she has even driven or flown to see me at many of the places I have worked. She just headed back to Houston yesterday. And tomorrow I intend to follow her. I am sure the roomy hotel rooms and our big home in Houston will be nice places to stretch out after a month for her and many more for me in this little house on wheels.
As I drag my little trailer back to Houston, Texas and in the New Year to points yet unknown I will be thinking of the new camper that I hoped that Santa would pull out of his bag for me this year. Alas, that was not to be, maybe next year, but the surprise holiday trip to Houston is a special treat so I am not complaining. I write and say it often, that I learned some time ago, “Everything that I have ever needed or wanted is already mine and coming to me at just the right time and in just the right way from my loving and infinite source.” And “Just Who is that?”you say. Why Big/little ole me, He/She/We, the true Trinity. I think we should all look in the mirror and say, “Hey, Santa.”
Your friend and fellow traveler,