I don’t often delve into religion and spirituality on this blog. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t actively avoided it.However, I am a Christian, and I have definitely mentioned that fact. I am not ashamed, embarrassed or trying to hide my beliefs.
I have shared the awesome church experiences I have had in my adulthood and how it led to my becoming a Christian.
My understanding of God and the Bible is rudimentary at best, but I know what I believe. I just struggle with feeling like what I believe is the only way. And that is fodder for another blog entry.
Anyhoo….back to Charlie Brown. So Peanut’s A Charlie Brown Christmas has been a staple in my life since I was very little. I try to watch it yearly. Hearing Linus say, “That’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown,” is a comforting and reassuring phrase to me.
Apparently it is to my son as well.
(This is not A Charlie Brown Christmas, just an picture example of how happy Evan is to read by himself)
Last year after Christmas I bought the book version that has several music and sound buttons on the side that coincide with the story. Each one plays a different tune or lines from the story. This book did not make the holiday boxes because I bought it in January. Instead it lives in Evan’s toy box but lately it has been living on the play room floor where Evan can access it with ease. I was in the kitchen preparing food recently when I overheard the Linus speech ringing throughout our house. Not once, but twice, and then a third time. I entered the play room to find Evan gazing at the book and listening intently. As soon as Linus finished the speech, he would push it again.
Evan could sit by himself and listen to that speech over and over again. He likes to lay down next to the book and listen. And this was not just a one day thing. He goes back to it day after day. He could push the music buttons over and over, or listen to all the different ones but he is choosing not to. He wants to hear Linus over and over.
Now hearing the speech has a whole different meaning to me. But the feeling of comfort is the same.
Thank you Charles Schulz.