Charles Dickens wrote A Christmas Carol in 1843. Could Dickens have ever dreamed what would become of his little holiday novella and his dual-personality character, Ebenezer Scrooge?
Ebenezer was a sour-old soul who bemoaned life and lived a prisoner to his greed. He squandered his days in the quest for coin thinking nothing of the plight of family and friends around him.
In the end, old Ebenezer was blessed with the vision of his journey — where he’d been, where he was, and where he was going. Without defense against who he had become, Ebenezer claimed redemption, sought out the comfort of others, and became a changed man.
We’ve all known a Scrooge in our lifetime. Tear down the barriers of age, sex, and race, and remember the people you’ve known through the years. I’m sure at least one of them, likely many more, has Scrooge like qualities.
A Scrooge is selfish, self-centered, greedy, has the means to be generous yet clutches a dime like it’s the only thing separating them from the poorhouse. A Scrooge may be haunted by their own past and couldn’t see the potential joy in tomorrow if their very life depended on it.
You getting picture of that person yet?
I have. They look nothing like Alistair Sim, Albert Finney or Jim Carrey.
Oh and if you happen to be looking at that person in the mirror. Seek out the ghosts of Christmas past and ponder Christmas yet to come. For every Ebenezer Scrooge there are hundreds of Tiny Tims waiting for someone’s generosity and love.
The truth be known, there’s a little Ebenezer in all of us. I mean after all, we’re only human.