Submission to me from 2004
How a Six Year Old Discovered the Meaning of Christmas
The Christmas of 1968 was when Apollo 8 was the first manned
spacecraft to circle the moon. As a six year old in that era, all I
wanted to be when I grew up was an astronaut. Well, the toy makers at
Mattel certainly had their finger on the pulse of young boys in 1968
with their development of the toy astronaut, Major Matt Mason.
Reprinted with permission from PRWE December 6, 2004 --
All I talked about wanting for Christmas in 1968 was a Major Matt Mason
action figure and all of the various accessories that all had to be
bought separately. Space exploration and Major Matt Mason was all I
thought about during the run up to Christmas that year.
I did have some concerns about whether my Christmas wishes would come
true. I was raised in a financially conservative family. Conspicuous
spending was certainly not a trait my father portrayed and my mother
always found ways to stretch a dollar further than most. At best, I
thought I would get the Major Matt Mason action figure since all of the
accessories such as the moon station, moon crawlers, etc were quite
pricey.
By now, you’re wondering what any of this has to do with the meaning of Christmas. Well, bear with me for a few more paragraphs.
They way we spent our Christmases was to go to my Dad’s parents on
Christmas Eve for dinner, to exchange presents and go to Christmas Eve
services. Then Christmas morning was just my parents, my two sisters and
I. Christmas dinner was at my Mom’s parents and more exchanging of
presents. (A kid’s dream comes true… 24 hours of eating and getting
presents!)
Well, my Mother must have really sensed my enthusiasm for Major Matt
Mason. Apparently, she clued in my aging Grandparents as to everything
they needed to know about Major Matt Mason and all of his cool
accessories.
Starting off on Christmas Eve, as Frank Borman, Jim Lovell and Bill
Anders were the first humans to circle the moon on Apollo 8, my
Grandmother and Grandfather gave me a Major Matt Mason action figure. I
was completely thrilled!
Then on Christmas morning, my Mom and Dad said that the Major needed a
vehicle and jetpack to travel his way around the moon. I couldn’t
believe my good fortune! I was in orbit with Apollo 8 that morning.
When we ventured off that afternoon to my other Grandparents, I was
still as happy as a six your old could get. I brought all of my new gear
with me to play with and was quite content. When present time came, I
almost launched myself to the moon when to my shock and amazement my
Grandparents gave me the Major Matt Mason Moon Station!
That Christmas evening when I went off to bed, I set up all of my Major
Matt Mason gear on my bedroom floor and turned on the blinking beacon on
top of the moon station. I climbed up in bed a lay there staring at my
gifts. My mind started reflecting back over the past 24 hours and what
stuck out in my mind was the look of joy on my parents’ and
grandparents’ faces as I expressed my excitement over my gifts. That
thought, of their expressions made me feel warm inside because I knew
that they sincerely loved me. And I sincerely loved them. I realized at
that moment that my love for them was not conditional on the gifts they
gave me. I loved them simply because of who they were and their
consistent unconditional love for me.
These thoughts turned to the Christmas story the minister of our church
read during Christmas Eve service and his sermon about God’s
unconditional love for all of mankind. It was at that moment that I
truly understood what Christmas meant. It was also at that moment that I
started to change from a typical self centered child to began the
maturing process of thinking about and doing for others.
As Christmas approaches each year I reflect back on the Christmas of
1968 and reflect upon whether I’ve continued to live a life that
demonstrates unconditional love of my family and caring for others as I
care for myself.
As Thanksgiving ended this year and my thoughts began to turn to
Christmas, I logged onto ebay and typed in a search for “Major Matt
Mason”. And when the search results popped up I felt like that clock
spun backward 36 years. There was the Major and all of his gear that
someone had taken good care of for all these years. Well, I thought to
myself that some people set up trains around their Christmas tree to
remind them of their childhood, I decided to bid on those items and set
up a Major Matt Mason moon scene around my Christmas tree.
A few days later after my packages arrived, my three teenage daughters
curiously watched me setting up this “ancient” toy set, and I shared
with them the story of Christmas 1968. I expressed my hope that they
understand my unconditional love for them and that they too will have
the same abiding love and affection for their children someday.
The world has most certainly changed over the last 36 years, but the
spirit and meaning of Christmas certainly has not changed for 2,004
years and counting. So when the pressure of the season comes to bear, be
it finding just the right present, having to survive an office
Christmas party or dealing with a “bah humbug” relative, take a moment
and reflect back on the first time you felt the glow and warmth of
unconditional love fill your heart. You’ll find that the meaning of
Christmas will fill you heart again. If you can’t remember back that
far, take just one hour away somewhere you cannot be disturbed and read
the Christmas story and think about its meaning and the power it has
held over the world for more than two millennium and you too will
understand the true meaning of the season.
About the Author:
Rob Waite is a business writer, speaker and strategist. His works
include, “The Lost Art of General Management, “The Six Figure Job
Search” and the “Walking With The Wise” book series. For additional
information please go to www.robwaite.com.
Rob is a member of the Major Matt Mason Facebook group and regularly contributes to discussions about toys. He may be e-mailed here.
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