Christmas morning. Joni and I awaken to the brilliance of excited children. Nothing like opening presents at 7 am! It was an austere Christmas, as Joni and I have had a number of setbacks this last year. You would never know it from the glee that Jazmine and Kylie had for their mound of mostly simple presents. I remember reading Laua Ingalls Wilder, where she is incredibly happy about receiving an orange for Christmas. I was reminded of that when the girls opened their simple presents.
And a mystery present. Someone left us a couple boxes of groceries on our doorstep yesterday. We have no idea who? Or why?
I took a light Christmas morning stroll with Angel. Sore muscles from yesterday's endeavor. Humbled by the excitement these girls had over some very simple presents: A ten pack of gum; little do dads; trinkets. And a camera for Jazzy and an MP3 player for Kylie. You would have thought they won the lottery!
Simplicity is underrated. When we forget how to delight in the simple, we lose much of the wonder and imagination of life. Even the simple act of taking a walk with the dog can be finer than eating at the best Yuppie restaurant in the Napa Valley.
Keep it simple. The richest man is the man who has the fewest needs.