Passing the Torch ... Or the Star

It's all about passing the torch ... or, in this case, a tinseled star.

I sat near the front of the Stafford United Methodist Church sanctuary on Sunday, looking forward to the children's Christmas program. This year, I wasn't nervously wondering whether kids would remember their lines. I wasn't concerned about little girls and the etiquette required when wearing dresses. I didn't have giant lyric poster boards prepared to help cue the singers or actors. 

For a dozen years or so, it was my job to worry about such things. How do you choose who gets this part or another and keep everyone happy? What would happen if one of the actors came down with the flu? How would I shuffle the lines?

I was just there to enjoy and to click the camera shutter for the church's newsletter and Facebook page updates. 

And then I saw the star. It's probably been a quarter of a century since I carefully taped and stapled a thick rope of tinsel to yellow poster board. Back then, I added a dowel to the back so little angels could make it appear over the Holy Family in the church's Christmas pageants.

It guided Three Wise Men (People) to worship the newborn King with foil-wrapped packages.

 

In 2016, the same star still shone as little voices sang the timeless "Away in a Manger" and recited Christmas poems. And I thought about passing the torch ... and passing the star.

Kristen Knight has been director of our children's Christmas program for the past few years. But when I see her, I sometimes don't see the grown up wife and Mommy of three. I see the little girl who wore a shepherd's costume one year, was an angel the next or played some other part in one of our full-blown Christmas musicals as she and her contemporaries got older: The Missing Magi, A Star Is Born and Gettin' Ready for a Miracle, to name a few.

More often than not, that tinseled star made an appearance during the Christmas program. It was used downtown when it was our church's turn to provide the Living Nativity during Christmas Wonderland.

Brent & Jill at Christmas Wonderland, downtown Stafford

It's not the only prop that survived the test of time. A shepherd's crook also made repeat appearances in church productions. Brent was holding it in the Living Nativity in the photo above. And, if you look closely, you can see Kristen had it in her hand in the photo of our long-ago Christmas program.

On Sunday, one of Kristen's sons held the same shepherd's crook that belongs to his grandpa, while a friend held another.

For most churches, we'd rather hear these little voices than have the Mormon Tabernacle Choir unexpectedly show up to give a Christmas concert.

Jill - circa 1995 or so

You see, it's not just about a cardboard star or a shepherd's crook or cardboard box We Three King gifts that just need a new layer of foil every few years. It's about sharing the story of Jesus' birth with that next generation of believers. 

Brent - Christmas 1991 - age 3

It's about teaching those centuries-old songs so that they become as familiar to the next generation as a warm and cozy blanket on the coldest day of the year.

This December, one of my church jobs was finding families to light the Advent candle, and I've tried to pick those with young children. I remember lighting the candles with Jill & Brent when they were small and trying to teach them the lessons of the Advent wreath: hope, joy, love and peace. 

Last year, it was a privilege to watch Jill, Eric and the girls light the Advent candles at their church. 

Even in the hustle and bustle of Christmas, we see those lessons being passed along. Families pull gift tags from an Angel Tree and carefully select and wrap gifts to give to another little boy or girl who may not have a Christmas without our help. Children gather around the church's Mission Wagon and pray for the people who will receive the gifts - whether for the school, the Food Bank or UMCOR health kits.

Last year, I watched Kinley add gloves and a hat to their church's giving tree. My heart swelled that our daughter is now teaching the same lessons to her girls that she learned as she made another little girl's Christmas dreams come true in the toy aisle at Wal-Mart.

During Advent, we wait for Emmanuel, God with Us. And as the tinseled star shone last Sunday morning, He arrived yet again.

"And a little child shall lead them." Isaiah 11: 6

 Thanks be to God!

A Night on the Red Carpet

There won't be any Academy Awards.
The Tony selection committee won't be calling anytime soon.
Likewise, the Emmys will ignore the enthusiastic talent represented on the red carpet.

 

As we left the concert venue, Jill asked, "So ... was it worth 6 hours of driving?"

 The answer is an emphatic, "Yes!"


Kinley's Christmas program from Kim Fritzemeier on Vimeo.

 Who wouldn't drive that far for a rousing performance of "Little Snowflake?"

The concert event was Kinley's preschool Christmas program. She had quite the entourage. Besides Randy and me, her Iowa grandparents also made a similar 3-hour-one-way trip to the concert. Mommy, Daddy and Brooke also had prime seats in the front row.

I must admit I felt a little guilty that we didn't make the same drive for Brooke's program two days earlier. However, Jill gave it a 50-50 chance that 2-year-old Brooke would actually stay on the stage. When Jill shared her percentage guess, Brooke's teachers said she was being overly optimistic. Brooke ended up sitting on a teacher's lap and she didn't sing a word.

Well, she didn't sing during the concert. She did sing every single word to "Jingle Bells" on the way home, Jill reports. But she was absolutely thrilled to wear her pretty new dress.

She was happy to put it on again for some family photos after Kinley's program. 

I'm sure you've heard of those acting studios which want their actors to embody trees or flowers, right? Our 4-year-old actor wanted a "cheetah" photo after we were done with the boring family shots. Maybe I really will be attending an awards ceremony on a red carpet some day. She's already working on her "method acting."