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our van’s power steering failed on the road, leaving

us stranded and in shock. We ended up having to

push the car into a parking lot. Since their phone

batteries had died, my parents couldn’t call a towing

service, either. To heap insult upon injury, we had no

way to get home except to walk (and how many of us

wanted to walk almost ten miles?).

Fortunately, though, a kind stranger miraculously

stepped in by hiring a snow vehicle to return us

home safely. The family van, alas, was left behind

in that parking lot. Now I realized my family would

have to live through Christmas without the car

(gasp!)—until it could be retrieved and repaired.

Enter simplicity.

Frustrated and determined to fix matters, we started

wishing and, yes, even praying for the snow to melt.

I prayed especially hard,

Please, God, make the snow

go away so my parents can buy us presents this year.

The realization of not having a “normal holiday”

nearly drove me to panic.

December 24th arrived at last, yet the stubborn

snow still refused to release its claim on our town.

Between this fact and three sporadic power failures

that occurred throughout that week, I was virtually

fit to be tied due to these inconveniences. Because

we couldn’t go grocery shopping, my mom decided

to scrape together a substitute Christmas feast using

leftover ground turkey, bell peppers, and sweet

potatoes.

Given that I was already famished and frustrated,

I had little energy left to voice my protest against

the entrée. Despite my distaste, however, I had to

admit that such a simple meal spared me and my

sisters the tedious duty of cleaning a mountain of

cookware.

Maybe there is a little advantage in a basic

lifestyle

, I reconsidered begrudgingly.

Though I would have preferred to spend the evening

writing Santa an extensive wish list, I chose to

read my siblings Christmas stories by the fireplace

instead; I knew they were suffering as much of a

culture shock as I was. I ended up enjoying my time

with them so much that I almost forgot there were

six inches of snow outside, no car in the driveway,

and no treats or excess gifts in the house. Because

the snowstorm forced us to rely on our present

supplies, I was slowly learning to sacrifice a typical

Americanized holiday laden with commercialism

and accumulation.

In striking contrast to millions of American

households, our own home boasted very few

decorations and a scant stock of presents

underneath the Christmas tree that year. As time

progressed, I began regarding our situation as more

of a blessing than a curse because, after all, wasn’t

Jesus born in a small cave and wrapped in a manger?

If He could accept meager provisions, so could I. My

prayers began shifting from self-centered begging

to more peaceful gratitude for what we did have to

share with each other.

In retrospect, I can now confidently say that I have

heartily embraced the Christian view of simple living

during the holidays. As I matured, my attention

shifted from how many presents there were under

the tree to how many blessings there were to be

thankful for. This just goes to show that the best

gifts in life are those that cannot be seen, and it

takes a special heart to understand that simplicity is

the greatest of them all.

Moreover, for those of you who may still be left

wondering, the word “simple” does not necessarily

equal “stark poverty” or “rigorous asceticism”. There

can be and there are benefits from being simple

which I‘ve gained over the years: less temptation

to material attachment, appreciation for the bare

necessities, and time for contemplating the selfless

birth of Christ.

Talk about a three-in-one bargain!

Marie Valdovinos

is a Seton senior with 5 younger siblings.

She has practiced creative writing for almost 12 years. Her

other great hobbies include sketching, singing, and reading

anything written by Tolkien and Dickens, her literary role

models. She owes all her writing skills and current success in

school to Seton’s rigorous yet rewarding English curriculum.

One of her biggest goals is to be a published author.

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BAYLEY BULLETIN, DEC-FEB 2016