I am Scrooge, “a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge!”
Unfortunately, I’m not talking just about Charles Dickens old miser Ebenezer Scrooge in a Christmas Carol. There are times during the holiday season when I am Scrooge.
I venture to guess I’m not alone feeling this way. It’s all too easy to let ourselves get caught up in the perceived demands of the holiday shopping season. It’s easy to lose sight of the joyful part of the Christmas journey and start to feel a little “Bah Humbug” like Scrooge.
Jacob Marley was there to help Scrooge discover what a selfish man he had been through the night visitations from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present, and Yet to Come. Interestingly, it is the “miserly” Scrooge, as even the dictionary defines him, we tend to think of most.
BUT WHAT ABOUT THE MAN SCROOGE BECAME???
After his miraculous visitations, Scrooge was transformed into a man who was kindhearted, caring, and very generous. Do we remember the changed Scrooge, or forever condemned him for the man he was?
Likewise, how do we remember those we know who have made mistakes? Do we see in them who they were, who they are, or who they are trying to become?
Perhaps the greatest gift we can gift this Christmas season is the gift of charity – for others, and for ourselves – given in the hope that anyone can change for the better.
Perhaps someday I will become Scrooge.
Have a great Monday! Thanks for letting me share.
p.s. Take 15 minutes today to share the gift of charity. And enjoy this clip from the 1938 version of A Christmas Carol.
By Les Patterson
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016
On Becoming Scrooge
Every Monday I enjoy reading blog posts from one of my former Scouts, Les Patterson, at his Monday Morning Boost on LinkedIn. Today’s post makes a great holiday Scouter’s minute: