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Phillips: Love That Christmas Magic

Friday, 09 December 2005 12:00 AM

When our children were born, my wife and I decided that Christmas in our home would emphasize the story of our savior's birth rather than the tale of Kris Kringle.

As much fun as Santa might be, it was more important to us that our children understand that all good gifts come from God and not a jolly, fat man in a red suit.

We are, therefore, just a little confused by my eldest son's sudden insistence that Santa is real. He is determined to leave cookies and milk by the fireplace on Christmas Eve, and as I write he is addressing a letter to the North Pole. There are certainly worse things he could be doing with his time, and his recent determination to be nice instead of naughty definitely has its benefits.

I suspect what our son is looking for is Christmas magic. My wife and I have only ourselves to blame. While our son has heard the story of baby Jesus, we neglected to tell him another story, one that after the original Christmas story may be the most significant to his young life.

Many years ago, when my wife and I were just dating, she kicked me to the curb. I was misbehaving and she told me in no uncertain terms that she was not going to brook any nonsense. She was right to do so. My lack of seriousness was breaking her heart. I was too busy looking at everything else in a skirt to see the good thing right in front of me - that is until it wasn't there.

I spent the better part of a year begging to get back into her good graces. She played the game women with conflicting feelings often play: She wasn't interested, but I should feel free to call back and beg a bit more. And I did.

Two weeks before Christmas, thinking one last face-to-face meeting with me would allow her to finally move on with her life, she reluctantly agreed to see me. Of course, when it comes to matters of the heart things are never so simple.

Standing on the corner of 34th street and 8th avenue in NYC, we confessed our love for one another and kissed. We didn't stop. A year later, on Christmas morning, I presented her with a diamond ring. We were married eight months later.

We are not strangers to the magic of Christmas. In fact, his mother and I are the beneficiaries of some of that magic. It is safe to say our son would not be here today without it.

All these years later, I find myself watching my wife. I will look up and see her across the room and suddenly I am a voyeur. I admire the curves of her body, the shape of her face and the way her hair falls on her shoulders. There are times I am filled with admiration and longing and other times in which I am simply filled with wonder that we are together. Our path was long and bumpy yet here we are, a family.

That cold December night, I couldn't know how deeply God was blessing me. When she holds me, I offer this small prayer: Thank you Lord for these arms, for these lips, thank you lord for blessing me with this wonderful woman.

Perhaps this is the story I should share with my son. The Christmas spirit is the glory given to God for his good gift of a savior. Christmas magic is what happens when people come together to embrace and stoke fires of love and laughter that may burn brightly for years to come. Magic is lovers kissing on the streets of Manhattan, and that ain't got a thing to do with a fat man in a red suit!

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