Lawrence Jones, corporate reporter at “Fox & Friends”, explains some things very clearly in his engaging contribution to the new book, All American Christmas by Rachel Campos-Duffy and Sean Duffy.
Jones reveals that sometimes the best Christmas isn’t always the most dazzling or the most complicated. Sometimes the beauty of this time of year is just being with family and loved ones, and knowing that you are deeply cherished. It can be a deep gift of its own.
The joy we feel this time of year at celebrating the birth of Christ helps us overcome the difficulties, challenges, tensions and tensions that we all experience from time to time – perhaps. many time.
Christmas has a way of doing it, year after year.
Here, in the following excerpt from a much longer essay, Jones shares how hard his thoughtful young parents worked to help their three children experience the blessed joy of the Christmas season, no matter what. took for that to happen.
He also shares how he himself, as an adult, aspires to bring Christmas joy to others throughout his own life. âI know one thing,â Jones says of his future. “I will do what my mom and dad did for me and my siblings, and make sure my family is taught to be charitable and to have reasonable expectations.”
Read this memorable Lawrence Jones story from “All American Christmas”
Lawrence Jones in All American Christmases: In my family, Christmas was the best time of the year. No matter what had happened over the past twelve months with extended family members, this was always the moment when, if any, differences were put aside and everyone came together.
It meant mom and dad were doing their best to make sure we enjoyed Christmas and its true meaning, plus a few fun things to enjoy.
In my immediate family, I am the oldest of three children and we kicked off the season at Thanksgiving. After Thanksgiving dinner, we got together and set up and decorated the Christmas tree. It was artificial, but the feeling of oneness was not.
My mom had me when she was seventeen so my parents were new parents but there was still a traditional vibe that night and the rest of the Christmas holidays too. My dad really entered the typical Christmas card scene even though I grew up in Garland, Texas.
He would light a fire in the fireplace before he started to prune the tree, Mom would make hot chocolate, and little by little we would raise the tree and decorate it.
Nat King Cole would sing about roasting chestnuts, but instead of going for a sleigh ride, we would all get in the car and drive for about 30 minutes to see the decorations the owners had put up in and around Dallas.
“These trips gave me a sense of what was possible if I worked hard in school and had a vision for my future.” – Lawrence Jones in All American Christmas
One of our favorite places was an affluent neighborhood where Jerry Jones, the owner of the Dallas Cowboys, and a few of the players lived at the time. Highland Park had wide streets that meandered through the impressive houses. Lights hung in the trees, they framed the houses, and various still and animated lifes stood on the huge lawns.
We were a bit impoverished and going to Highland Park felt like we were in a dream world. Every weekend between Thanksgiving and Christmas we would go to a different area to see how other people had decorated their places.
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I guess I could have looked at these houses and resented that these people had something that we didn’t have. This is not what happened. Instead, the trip was ambitious. I was like, âSomeday I’m going to build a house like this.
These workouts gave me an idea of ââwhat was possible if I worked hard in school and had a vision for my future. My dad helped shape this vision of what I could accomplish. Many times, even when I was in elementary school, he made me rewrite my book reviews, and he always urged us to read, read, read.
My mom worked as a nanny for a while and my dad was a computer operator. They were both employees and worked hard. But raising three children even on two salaries can be a challenge.
This was especially true when, in eighth grade, Mom developed lupus and eventually had to go on disability. At that time, I took on the kitchen duties, including Christmas. In addition to getting pretty good with cooking utensils, I got to know the use of a glue gun very early on.
We were sort of a makeshift familyâ¦ Luckily my mom was an expert at cutting coupons. We had just managed, and this big meal [on Christmas Day] was something my mom and dad wanted to do and had to be resourceful to make it all happen.
Being together like a big family was worth more than the time, effort and money.
To this day, simple pleasures still mean the most to both of them.