I love the movie A Christmas Story! That is one nugget of information I obviously don’t need to put into writing. Surely my kids will remember this one fact because I quote this movie ALL the time, I have had a Major Award for ten years now.
I have not one, but two official Red Ryder carbine action 200-range-shot model air rifles with a compass in the stock and this THING which tells time.
I have been to the house. Heck, I own a piece of the original siding.
Yes, it’s a well-known fact that I love this movie. So it’s no surprise that so many scenarios throughout life remind me of it or lead me to quote it, or, at the very least, think about it. One such event occurred recently.
But first, I have to back up to several months ago when my Jacob entered a Kellogg’s Krave cereal contest….and he won! Just like the old man in A Christmas Story. He won! Hot dang….he won!
After winning so easily, he discovered that if he sent in the box tops of our cereal he could win more stuff. So, he got busy. He cut off every single box top from every eligible box of cereal in our pantry. Yes, there were a lot of them. We buy cereal by the gross. So he cut them off, and then he forgot about them.
But one day several weeks ago he remembered that his box top points were going to expire. So, he found a prize he was eligible to claim and sent off for one singular box of Corn Flakes. Hey…..it’s not the queen mother of all prizes, but it was something. So, he sent for his cereal. He waited…and waited…and waited. Every day it didn’t come, he reminded me of little Ralphie Parker looking for his Little Orphan Annie Decoder Ring which he had sent off for after drinking gallons and gallons of Ovaltine. My Jacob checked the mail much like Ralphie. And, every day he was skunked again….until one day….it came….it finally came.
But, he knew almost immediately that something was amiss. I hustled to the front porch as I have to these days to reach the packages before their little eyes catch a glimpse of what might be arriving…..they are more suspicious than they used to be. So, I rushed to the porch to try to retrieve the packages without them seeing, but we all saw it at once. We saw the big, flat, white envelope with the red Kellogg’s name written across the bottom. “Jacob,” I said, “I think you got your major award today.”
Confusion settled in his mind. What? How can this be a box of cereal? I told him maybe it was magic like the Carbonaro Effect where that guy opens a box the thickness of a pizza and out pops a puppy or two. Maybe?
Probably not. He opened his major award to find he won a Corn Flakes box, not a box of Corn Flakes. Not only was he disappointed that he wouldn’t be soon sitting down to feast on an entire box of Corn Flakes by himself, but he couldn’t believe it was just a “crummy commercial”….just the way Ralphie Parker’s decoder ring had turned out to be. And, just like Ralphie, he had to go out to face the world again…wiser….
No matter…In the jungles of kid-dom, the mind switches gears rapidly. You see…Jacob was able to forget about the Corn Flakes box debacle because his birthday was the very next day. So, he switched gears quickly, and waited for his big day to arrive.
And, arrive it did! He had a grand time opening his Dr. Who gifts, eating all his Dr. Who food, and thrifting in the afternoon. He has loved to go to thrift stores on his birthday, and this year was no different. He loaded his pockets with his hard-earned cash, and we set out to find the treasures. He found a few ridiculous hats before we had to call it a day.
That evening we spent some time at a Christmas celebration in a nearby small town seeing the lights, sipping hot chocolate, and riding a wagon pulled by little ponies.
It was a nice way to end his day….until the next morning when he noticed his fifty dollar bill was no longer in his pocket. He had lost it. Oh, life is like that. Sometimes, at the height of our revelries, when our joy is at its zenith, when all is most right with the world, the most unthinkable disasters descend upon us!
And, just like that, his birthday went from happiness to sadness. He spent the better part of the next morning searching for his money. It was not to be found. When we finally arrived at the conclusion that he must have lost it in the park, I told him that maybe someone who needed it more than he did found it….maybe they will have a Christmas they otherwise couldn’t have had….or a meal….or whatever their need may be. At this time I was not reminded of a movie quote…instead I was reminded of the wise words spoken to me by one of my older and wiser brothers: It all belongs to Him anyway! Yes, it does….it all belongs to Him.