
I am on the Pacific coast of Mexico. A little town called Chacala, just north of Puerto Vallarta. The Kenny clan is assembling to celebrate what for Kathy and me is a significant birthday. Suffice to say the weather is spectacular and the view magical. I hope you are all getting together with some sort of family while probably under different climactic conditions. Stay warm.
We are hearing recaps of 2025 as we move towards the end. This has in a word, been tumultuous. The good, the bad and the ugly. I will let you line up your own column A and column B. There have been births to celebrate and deaths to mourn. Marriages and divorces. There have been incredible successes and horrendous failures.
Every day the news brings mostly bad things. We seem to delight in that. I think a big part of that is a distance created by, I am sure glad that is not me. I think in hospice, people stay away because it is more than an ample proof of one’s mortality. I can’t conjure up in any way how the parents of those two kids at Brown are suffering. Yet it happens hundreds of times every day in incidents that don’t make the nightly news.
The good is out there. We don’t pay a lot of attention but if we look hard we can find it in so many ways. Stupid things. Little gestures. A smile you didn’t expect. A phone call that bespoke an effort to seek you out. Some quiet nobody who left their life savings to some cause.
Those are all the best. Pleasant surprises. We never knew.
Our world today has become an equation and somewhat predictable. Customs and rituals are great as long as they are meaningful and not just repetitious. Oh yes, we always go to Uncle Lenny’s house for Christmas Eve or Grandma’s for a 47 pound turkey on the big day. Creativity and imagination go out the window for that good old time religion. If you really want to do that, go right ahead but don’t do it for the stupid reason, we always have.
That seems sacrilegious to some and I am not trying to be the Grinch. I am also not saying you have to go off the wall either. But I also run into people that say the holidays are intolerable. Eat,drink and be merry. It is probably why so many gym memberships are sold in January.
I read a great article the other day on gift giving. It espoused not giving many gifts but just one. The package was the product of a lot of thought and love. It fit the person to a tee not by the price tag but by the depth of thought. One young girl put a message on 30 Keurig K cups so her mom would have something loving and positive to look at in the morning. I thought it was great.
As part of a ritual where we live, we “adopt” families associated with the Hope Rural School in Indiantown. It is a community of hard working mostly Hispanic immigrants. We help around 120 families by buying gifts for every child in the family. We had a party there about a week ago. Pre K to 5th grade. Incredible!! The families were grateful but not subservient. This place exists without any government funding to be cut off. But wait, those horrible people. We should send them all back where they came from. Really???
You and I can argue about whether he is God Himself or just a nice guy. Crazy how His religion has hung around all this time with various sects and denominations. His message still makes sense. Can you really argue with the tenets and their applicability no matter how far civilization has come?The Bible is still the best selling book in the world. Have we conveniently put all that on a shelf?
I can’t improve on this. I am so glad you got this far. The message is simple. Peace on earth. Good will towards men. Is that so tough to understand? I hope not. Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah and whatever else.
There was a guy born a couple of thousand years ago. When he got to age 30 he started preaching a way of life. Do unto others. Love your neighbor as yourself. Be humble. Praise someone other than your false gods. You certainly are not a god. Give and accept nothing in return. Don’t kill. Don’t mess around. Don’t steal. What was He thinking?
As always
Ted The Great
Factoids: None to speak of.





