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I was the Minister for the churches in Trinidad for four wonderful years.
Christmas was different! With a limitted number of outlets, getting Christmas presents for our two young sons wasn’t easy. However, our next door neighbour – sadly recently deceased – Ray was a pilot with British West Indian Airways and he was able to get us stuff from Miami, Toronto and London.
At that time there was only one large shopping mall nearby, and it was decked out with articial holly, Christmas trees (I remember one particular year, our “tree” was more like some kind of frond – and had given up the ghost by Boxing Day)
In the Mall, Christmas carols would be blaring over the PA system – “In the Bleak Mid-Winter” being one of them…even although it was 30 degrees outside.
Parang was the music of choice for the Season. I used to hate it but now somehow miss it, as I do Sorrell juice (an acquired taste)
At the Mall, Santa would arrive, not by sleigh, but by helicopter – the hundreds of people who turned out was amazing.
Christmas Day itself was spent next door with Ray and his wife, Gina (both now sadly no longer with us). Being British, we had a typical Brit Christmas lunch – turkey and trimmings, though srouts (I think) were off the menu as they couldn’t be sourced.
And then… lounging by the pool (it was a condo set-up of about twenty+ apartments, and exchanging gifts and good wishes with other ex-pats.)
Aye, it was a tough life, ministering in the West Indies 🙂
The story is told about Peter interviewing three new arrivals in heaven.
Peter, you see, was deeply concerned about religious literacy and he had become convinced that Christians were arriving with little or no knowledge of their faith. Turning to the first of the three new arrivals, he asked, “What does Christmas mean to you?”
The new arrival responded, “Santa comes down the chimney and leaves gifts. We have a big family dinner and we all have fun.”
Disappointed, Peter turned to the second arrival, “What can you tell me about Easter?”
“Oh, that’s easy,” the second arrival responded, “the Easter bunny hides eggs, we have a big family dinner and everyone has fun.”
Now, convinced that things were really very bad, Peter turned to the third arrival and said, “Can you tell me anything more about Easter?”
To which the third arrival responded, “It’s the day that we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord.”
“Go on,” Peter said, suddenly encouraged.
Eagerly the new arrival added, “And when Jesus comes out of the tomb, if he sees his shadow, we have three more weeks of basketball.”