So, I sent out our Christmas cards last week to family and close friends—basically, the first twenty people who came to mind since I only bought two boxes of cards in the belief that… yeah, we don’t really know that many people.
Carl made and sent this card in email to his friends, using their X-Box avatars. Carl is the one in the Star Wars helmet and flip flops. No surprise, I know. 🙂
The [LOVE] refers to their “clan name,” sort of like a last/family name for otherwise anonymous gamers when they’re playing Call of Duty online together. I guess your clan name can only be four letters, and they picked LOVE early on. Carl said it’s great because they get trash-talked for having such a gay name before the game starts… AND THEN THEY KILL THEM ALL WITHOUT MERCY.
An enjoyable past-time, one admits.
Apparently, one can also have “tags” as well as clan names, and most of them have pieces from the I Corinthians passage, “love is patient,” “love does not envy,” “love perseveres,” things like that.
Nothing like being comfortable in your own skin.
Actually, I admire both sides of the coin. The exultant booyahs and the casual, well-of-course acceptance that love is, after all, the most important thing. The only important thing.
Kathryn & Carl 