{"id":260,"date":"2013-12-13T10:04:24","date_gmt":"2013-12-13T15:04:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/marissalingen.com\/blog\/?p=260"},"modified":"2013-12-13T10:04:24","modified_gmt":"2013-12-13T15:04:24","slug":"well-do-whats-necessary-cause-even-a-miracle-needs-a-hand","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marissalingen.com\/blog\/?p=260","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;We&#8217;ll do what&#8217;s necessary, &#8217;cause even a miracle needs a hand.&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It is Santa Lucia morning, and my house smells of yeast and saffron and hope.<\/p>\n<p>Earlier this week, my friend&#8217;s son C&#8217;s class at school was learning about late-year holidays from different traditions, religious and non-religious.  C is 7, and my friend commented that he didn&#8217;t understand why his family couldn&#8217;t celebrate <strong>all the things<\/strong>.  And I thought about it, and I said, &#8220;&#8230;I don&#8217;t understand either.&#8221;  Clearly you will behave differently when you&#8217;re making your own religious observance than when you are honoring the fact that other people do, but&#8230;holidays good.  I am with C: let us have holidays.<\/p>\n<p>But I did eventually figure out why not, and that is because C <em>is<\/em> 7, so he can&#8217;t do the <em>work<\/em> of making these holidays, and he is one of seven kids, so his parents kind of have full plates already.  And I love the lussekatter&#8211;I love taking flour and butter and sugar and saffron and making light and hope in the dark of winter.  But after the knead I kind of wanted to go back to bed myself, and I&#8217;m not 7.  Sometimes joy just shows up naturally, but sometimes it&#8217;s hard work.  Sometimes you have to chase down joy and club it repeatedly to subdue it and drag it back to your lair.<\/p>\n<p>My mother&#8217;s favorite Christmas special is &#8220;&#8216;Twas the Night Before Christmas,&#8221; the one with the wee mousies.  And it has a song in it that is very much what she wanted to teach me, I think, about working and planning for the miracles you want to see in the world.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s very dark.  It&#8217;s very, very cold.  And there are sides of the dark and the cold we don&#8217;t even tell each other.  But I have done battle with the dough and emerged triumphant, and victory is tasty indeed.<\/p>\n<p>Happy Santa Lucia Day.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/mrissa.livejournal.com\/380857.html\">The first one in 2006.<\/a>  <a href=\"http:\/\/mrissa.livejournal.com\/502825.html\">2007, the beginning of the story.<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/mrissa.livejournal.com\/503100.html\">2007, the end of the story.<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/mrissa.livejournal.com\/596214.html\">2008.<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/mrissa.livejournal.com\/688906.html\">2009.<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/mrissa.livejournal.com\/751599.html\">2010.<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/mrissa.livejournal.com\/798532.html\">2011.<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/mrissa.livejournal.com\/842565.html\">Last year.<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is Santa Lucia morning, and my house smells of yeast and saffron and hope. 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