Where Are You Christmas ~ Neighbors and Strangers

Aramis Thorn
5 min readDec 13, 2018

Happy Christmas Dear Reader,

One of the dangers of seeking Christmas this year is getting too caught up in finding it for myself. In addition to avoiding dwelling too much on what I am missing, I must not focus on Christmas relative to my needs at the expense of seeing the needs of others. I am not just talking about the common necessities or comforts associated with this season of the year.

I encounter neighbors and strangers every day. I interact with family daily. Even when I have little, I have something to offer. I have something to give every soul I encounter. If I am too focused on my own needs and wants then I will not see the opportunities in my path.

When I am out and about, I can still give to others what I give every year. I can still sing Christmas hymns quietly and clearly to lighten the hearts of others around me. It is still easy to be courteous to shoppers and store staff, treating them with deference and kindness. I can give thousands of tiny gifts if I will simply do so by being aware of the needs of neighbors and strangers around me.

Further, I can ask the Father for the same thing for my ornaments lost in the night (if you do not understand this, see yesterday’s post). This is how we are supposed to journey through the Christmas season and life. I may not be able to help those that I love that are beyond my ability or reach. I will be faithful to the needs around me for the sake of Christmas. I will in turn ask that the Father care for those I love.

So, here is part two of the story from the album Christmas Eve and Other Stories. Whether it is the intervention of an angel, the observation of awareness, or the product of prayer, we do have so many ways we can give that only cost our time and attention. We can deliver gifts of kindness and love in ways that are lasting and have impact.

Where are you Christmas? You are in the smile on the face of the clerk with whom you took a moment to genuinely that for her help. You are in heart of a man for whom you prayed who got exceptionally good news. You are in the ease of a lady for whom you took her trolley so that she would not have to carry her child in the rain. You are in every kind moment expressed with a loving heart that refuses to be buried by sorrow and loss.

Are you finding Christmas Dear Reader? Perhaps this song will move you along the path toward it. Tell me of your opportunities to pass on the love, kindness, and giving of the season. Your stories will encourage me to do more.

After he had heard the prayer

The angel gently set it free

And followed it to the father’s child

In a faraway city

And there the girl in desperation

Was searching through the sky

For a star that she could wish upon

But stars were in short supply

And the only light that she could see

There shining all alone

Was a neon sign on an old bar

And so on this, she wished she was home

Old City Bar — Trans-Siberian Orchestra

Now every light can be a star

Just depends on where you are

And the distance that you’re looking

Past the places you have been

And the dreams you’ve left behind

And the dreams you’ve left within

In an old city bar

That is never too far

From the places that gather

The dreams that have been

In the safety of night

With its old neon light

It beckons to strangers

And they always come in

And the snow it was falling

The neon was calling

The music was low

And the night

Christmas Eve

And here was the danger

That even with strangers

Inside of this night

It’s easier to believe

Then the door opened wide

And a child came inside

That no one in the bar

Had seen there before

And he asked did we know

That outside in the snow

That someone was lost

Standing outside our door

Then the bartender gazed

Through the smoke and the haze

Through the window and ice

To a corner streetlight

Where standing alone

By a broken pay phone

Was a girl the child said

Could no longer get home

And the snow it was falling

The neon was calling

The bartender turned

And said, “Not that I care

But how would you know this?”

The child said “I’ve noticed

If one could be home

They’d be all ready there”

Then the bartender came out from behind the bar

And in all of his life he was never that far

And he did something else that he thought no one saw

When he took all the cash from the register draw

Then he followed the child to the girl ‘cross the street

And we watched from the bar as they started to speak

Then he called for a cab and he said, “J.F.K.”

Put the girl in the cab and the cab drove away

And we saw in his hand

That the cash was all gone

From the light that she had

Wished upon

If you want to arrange it

This world you can change it

If we could somehow make this

Christmas thing last

By helping a neighbor

Or even a stranger

And to know who needs help

You need only just ask

Then he looked for the child

But the child wasn’t there

Just the wind and the snow

Waltzing dreams through the air

So he walked back inside

Somehow different I think

For the rest of the night

No one paid for a drink

And the cynics will say

That some neighborhood kid

Wandered in on some bums

In the world where they hid

But they weren’t there

So they couldn’t see

By an old neon star

On that, night, Christmas Eve

When the snow it was falling

The neon was calling

And in case you should wonder

In case you should care

Why we’re on our own

Never went home

On that night of all nights

We were already there

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, “That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Originally published at aramisthorn.blogspot.com on December 13, 2018.