A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens

“There are many things from which I might have derived good, by which I have not profited, I dare say,' returned the nephew. 'Christmas among the rest. But I am sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round -apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that- as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. And therefore, uncle, though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that it has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!” 





I actually read this passage yesterday and it grabbed me.


Last night brought some family drama  about where Christmas dinner was to be held, and who was invited - or rather, who was NOT invited. There is a major divide about one particular black sheep.


Sometimes you read just the right thing at the time you need it most. Life is funny like that. It made me feel good to land on the Dickensen side of things.