CHRISTMAS TEA – CORNERSTONE CHRISTIAN CHURCH, WYCKOFF, NJ
DECEMBER 1&2, 2011
I went to a fun birthday party a few weeks ago that had a fifties theme, that brought back memories of those days. I was a young girl, but I remember the poodle skirts (I had a pink one) and the music that my mom played either on the radio or with those big vinyl records. We recited the Pledge of Allegiance in school every morning and the worst thing that was done was chewing gum in class. Every so often you would find some stuck under the desk – yuck!
One of my memories of those times was spending summers at our little summer house on a river. It was great fun and my friends and I spent most of our days either swimming or boating or riding bicycles. Those were the lazy days of summer when as a child, time seemed to be forever.
The main street in town was very small with just a little deli, 5 & 10 store, laundromat and a soda fountain. This soda fountain was the old fashioned kind that you don’t see much anymore, with a counter and stools and some very small tables here and there. Occasionally my father would take me to town for an ice cream soda. I would always get chocolate and these “old fashioned” made ones tasted very different than the ones today. I remember taking my time, sipping slowly to make it last and savoring every sip!
Maybe it was because I was a child, but it seems to me that my senses were keener at that time. Tastes seemed to be tastier, colors seemed brighter and smells – well, “smellier”. I’m speaking here about the freshness of rain, or of wood or charcoal being made ready for a BBQ or for toasting marshmallows, and the smell of crispness in the air that’s getting ready for fall. These smells still bring back those memories.
Seeing summer go always made me a little sad, because the days of the soda fountain were over. It would mean busy time with school again and activities. I liked spending the time with my father at the fountain. I don’t remember conversations so much – maybe we didn’t talk much at all. What I remember is just being there and feeling special. My mom would join us at times – her favorite was strawberry – and every so often I would have a strawberry one – just like her.
Let’s take time to meet with our Heavenly Father at His fountain. His fountain is one of living water. We may not talk at all, but just enjoy His Presence. Come to His fountain. Oh taste and see that the Lord is good!
P.S. Please check out my articles on www.innervoicemag.com Click on Our Voice, then scroll down to the articles. Posted now are Do-Overs, Listen to His Heartbeat, Just Whistle, End of Your Rope, God’s Love Notes and coming up soon – Take Time to Smell – the Apples!