The tradition of bowling in December started when I was a
little girl. My dad had the week off between Christmas and New Year’s and we
would spend one afternoon, bowling. My Mom and Dad were good bowlers and one or
the other of them usually won.
Years have gone by. But somehow, my own family and I manage
to bowl every year around Christmas time. When my kids were little and it was
their birthday, the birthday child could pick one thing to do for family fun.
Some picked going to the museum, others going out to dinner or seeing a movie. But
my one, son whose birthday is in December always chose bowling.
So the tradition has continued. This last week of December
we found ourselves at the bowling alley to mark his birthday.
I have no form or
grace when bowling but somehow I always manage to win at least one game. This
year it was tight, but I was able to pull off a win. Each year it gets more
difficult as everyone gets better and better.
But
who can endure the day of his coming? Who can stand when he appears? For he
will be like a refiner’s fire or a launderer’s soap. Malachi
3:2
