I am sitting here typing away by the light of the tree while The Bishop's Wife is playing on the old Sony TV. I love old movies. They show us a reflection of the culture that was while we live in... that which is.
My theology assures me God places His people in time and space and in the years in which He wants them to live. I also know there was no perfection in the past... but times were different. I cringe at modern television as my senses are assaulted by the unexpected, which definitely becomes more defiled each year.
Recently Christopher and I were watching Father Goose (another Cary Grant favorite)... well, he was watching as I was cooking in the kitchen. He remarked how that film couldn't be made today due to the changes in attitudes toward women. I told him there were a lot of old films which would not make sense today.
One of my favorite films is Three Coins In a Fountain and I've often thought if it were made today, it would be completely different than the original for that reason... the changes in society. I'm certain my Casablanca would not be nearly as innocent and endearing and I wonder if the ending would be the same for giving up one's own happiness for that of one's country (much yet, another country) is rare these days.
This is a reason I love being at home, in the light of the Christmas tree. Within the four walls of our sanctuary, we can create a world that is not perfect... but more like what we would want life to be. It is different with each one of us but for me sanctuary is provided in many ways... not the least of these are the bookshelves filled with beloved volumes as well as those friends I hope to make. I developed a love for British novels about ten years ago and finding a favorite author at library sales is a much anticipated joy.
I did not grow up with fine china and silver serving pieces but I've always found them beautiful. I would open the pages of Victoria each month in the 1990's and peruse the lovely pages. Little by little I developed a style all my own combining my love for "country" with English Refinement... which I later came to realize as English Country.
Just because I was not raised in refinement, did not mean I could not create an atmosphere in my own home... with more patience than money. The most I ever paid for a silver piece was $25.00 for the complete silver service and tray long ago at an antique mall. It was tarnished but polished up just fine. My cheapest... $1.00 for a pair of beautiful silver plated Paul Revere candlesticks, purchased at a garage sale because an elderly lady decided she didn't want to polish it. :)
Just this past week I brought two Christmas DVDs home from the library and yesterday my husband and I watched our favorite Good Neighbors Christmas episode. Later I curled up with another British TV show. How wonderful are videos, DVDs, and library lending. Since I must be "in town", anyway... the trip to the library didn't even call for extra gas being used in the car.
We plan an evening of watching White Christmas very soon. Some of my favorite Christmas movies are silly but I still love them, especially Smoky Mountain Christmas with Dolly Parton. Our favorite scene is with the late John Ritter. It is on TV tonight and I'm already planning on making sugar free hot chocolate and popping some popcorn. :)
I almost finished the Elizabeth Goudge Christmas book before it had to be returned to the library. It was delightful. In the past I have enjoyed the Miss Read Christmas volumes, too. I think my favorite Christmas novel is Jan Karon's Shepherd's Abiding. One need not have read the other books in the Mitford series to enjoy this story. I can hardly believe an entire year has gone by since I read White Christmas Pie by Wanda Brunstetter. It was enjoyable and light reading, just what I needed at the time.
I'm half way through Phyllis Tickle's little book called What the Land Already Knows; Winter's Sacred Days. It is being used as my devotional reading at the moment. With my Amazon credit this month, I ordered a couple books which cost about a dollar from used book sellers (the postage was much more). The book which has already arrived is The Beautiful Ache; Finding the God Who Satisfies When Life Does Not by Leigh McLeroy. I remember reading about it on another blog long ago because the title sounded intriguing. It is now on the stack of books to be read on the coffee table.
Sigh... dishes are soaking in hot, soapy water and the buzzer on the dryer just sounded. Tonight I will watch a movie and read a book but in the meantime... miles to go before I sleep. :)