Nobody Falls Into The Christmas Spirit

I planned to take my motorcycle to Prescott, Az. for a christmas “recovery” show at the Heights Church.
That was until I discovered it was snowing there. I try to avoid the airports these days because of the incredible hassle as well as the cost in travel. But upon climbing into my truck, I discovered my windsheild wipers were not funtional! (we don’t use em much in Cali).

So I rented a little Cobalt to drive out. It’s a kid car really. you gotta hand lock all the doors! it was still bigger than row 36 on Delta! And I got to leave when I was ready! The Scenery through the desert is always fantastic. There’s a silence out there that is almost “deafening”.

It’s hard not to hear God’s voice in the wilderness when there are no distractable noises. I needed a little quiet time too. Life this year has been screaming at all of us I think. Somehow I thought when you got older trials would ‘level off’.

You see old people sittin on the porch in a rocker and they look so peaceful. Turns out they are just plain numb from living!

Prescott was the perfect gig to go to. Christmas at Celebrate Recovery! Nobody’s all that happy to be there! And Christmas seems a little ironic. At one point I was singing “and I think to myself… what a wonderful world”… and realized that it really is a point of reference in our thought life that makes the difference in Merry Christmas and “Misery” Christmas.

“No body falls into the Christmas spirit” I told the 12 stepper’s. But I was really talkin to myself on this gig. I’ve had to choose to see “whatsoever is good” … and “think on these things”. Only then can God fill in the holes we all know are there!

I passed alot of “Arizona Christmas Trees” on the way to my next gig near the boarder of Mexico in California. And I was aware of one thing…I was mostly at peace about my life, when it came down to just me and God. I wasn’t worryin about what I needed to get done or where the next check might come from.

For me this weekend? I think my prayer closet was a “Cobalt”, by Chevy.