Let There Be Light

Over the weekend I took advantage of the warm weather (50’s) and got started on my outdoor lighting display for the upcoming holidays. The garland is draped around the wheelchair ramp, the wreath is up and I got my lovely Angle perched on her pedestal. If it doesn’t rain today, I will finish my project.

I’ve learned through the years such a project is a lot of work and even a little bit of engineering, but it’s one of my favorite things about the holidays. Ken and I always take a ride through the different parts of the city where other people have done the work to put up holiday lights.

The only problem with such a project is this: Will everything work when I plug it in? Most of the time something doesn’t light after I’ve exhausted all of my electrician genes–which is a BIG problem.

As a “recovering” Catholic, I began to wonder whether there is a patron saint of outdoor lighting. Don’t laugh. There is at least one patron saint to call upon for most life situations. When I can’t find something, I talk to St. Anthony. When my girlfriend wanted to sell her house, she buried St. Joseph upside down in her backyard. So, I give this practice of praying to these saints for help some credence.

I know. I know. This practice is superstitious. But with that in mind, this morning I “Googled” a list of patron saints on catholicfaith.org. The list included abandoned infants to youth, but there was no patron saint of outdoor lighting. I guess the list was put together before electricity was invented. But that can’t be true either, because there was a patron saint of Automobilists and Aviators — in fact, two saints were assigned to aviators.

I think my only option is to say a prayer to the patron saints of writers — St. Lucy and St. Francis de Sales. Perhaps they will look over me when I take the final step to plug in the lights and make the scene come alive.

 

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4 thoughts on “Let There Be Light

  1. This is too funny. :)) I loved it. By the way, I’m not catholic or much of anything for that matter but I do pray for St. Anthony to help me find lost things. Works every time. I also buried St. Joseph in the back yard upside down when I wanted my house sold. I kind of ask for help from whoever out there is willing to give it. It did take forever to sell the house and we all but gave it away. It was a down market and we were divorcing but it did get sold and I got my half on “Christmas Eve”! As for lights, Mine rarely work 2 years in a row. Hope yours worked for you. 🙂

    • I’m glad I could bring you a chuckle with this tale. So far, I still haven’t mustered the courage to get out the extension cord out to see if my lighting efforts prove to be good.

      • Give it a go and let me know how it turns out. I have more lights than last year since my son is here. It is hard living with someone again but times like this, is sure comes in handy.

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