I
spent all year waiting for Christmas so I could write this essay.
I
was going to write about all the things that are wrong with the
celebration of Christmas. I was going to start with the very date
that we celebrate Christmas on. I'm sure everyone who has done the
slightest bit of research knows that Jesus Christ was not born on
December 25th. Lately I've found it fascinating that the
Bible gives the exact date that Noah left the Ark. It spells out in
advance the exact date that Jesus entered into the Temple on the back
of a donkey's colt. Of course it gives the date He was crucified and
the date He was raised. (we don't actually celebrate those
occurrences on the dates that the Bible gives, but that is an
argument for another day.) Yet, the Bible does not tell us the day He
was born. A piece of information I find conspicuous in its absence. I
read an essay recently that makes a pretty good argument that He was
born at the Feast of Tabernacles. I'm not going to try to make that
argument, but it is pretty clear he wasn't born on the date
Christians celebrate His birth.
The ways we celebrate Christmas started bothering me years ago. I'll
admit right up front that it was the money involved that first
started getting under my skin. I didn't want to come across like
Ebeneezer Scrooge but I couldn't understand how the proper
celebration of Christmas meant you were going to spend so much money
that you either had to start laying away in August or you were going
to be in debt until April. Or both. I could see the pressures this
put people under; the pressure it was putting on me, and I decided
that I wasn't going to participate anymore. I told everybody that I
wasn't going to buy them anything for Christmas and for them to not
buy anything for me either. That didn't work, by the way. My mother
is going to buy me a present whether I like it or not. So is my son.
I get cards from all over the place, and well I guess I can't just
drop out of the whole thing. Like I said: I don't want to be a jerk.
But the expense just bugs the Dickens out of me. I quit smoking
because I didn't want to spend a dollar a pack on cigarettes. Now,
they're over $5.00 a pack. I quit doing Christmas when the
commercials you saw the most was for Norelco razors. Now, the
commercials are all Lexus cars and diamonds. Are you kidding me?
Then
there's the lights. I don't know why people feel compelled to triple
their light bill for the month of December, but I must admit I really
like seeing the all the lights. I'm just too cheap and lazy to put
any up myself.
I
don't like Christmas trees either. Putting them up used to be fun.
Taking them back down never was. The real trees made the house smell
nice, but you ended up with pine needles everywhere – not to
mention the attendant fire hazard. Then I ran into Jeremiah, Chapter
10, and I now have Scriptural justification for not having a tree. I
even became offended by Christmas trees, interpreting that chapter as
forbidding them. I found out not everybody sees it that way. It seems
there are a lot of things that people I look up to as Christians
don't see the way I do.
However,
this year I've suddenly become very aware of the importance of
Christmas. It becomes clearer to me as I see all the forces so
determined to eliminate it. It started with Xmas. I didn't think
anything of it at first. It just seemed like an abbreviation. When
people started screaming to “Put Christ back in Christmas” my
first thought was that Christ never was really in Christmas. That
goes back to my argument about the date and all the other problems I
have with how we celebrate Christmas. I mean, don't even get me
started on Santa Claus. What in the world does a fat dude flying
around in a sleigh have to do with Jesus, for crying out loud?
Then
they started with “Happy Holidays”. Still, I was not concerned.
After all, the holiday season contains Christmas, New Years,
Hanukkah...heck, there was a time when I considered the holiday
season to run from Thanksgiving to the Super Bowl. Of course, that
was before they started playing the Super Bowl in February. "Happy
Holidays" to me sounded like encouragement to do what I thought was
necessary to stay happy for two months of cold weather and reduced
sunlight. Things that faith in Jesus have allowed me to see the error
in and consequently to free myself from. That, too is a whole
different discussion.
Now
we have stores that refuse to have the word Christmas displayed
anywhere, though they still expect you to spend an insane amount of
money there in celebration of a Holiday that they won't name. We have
schools forbidding Christmas from being uttered in their hallways,
let alone being displayed anywhere on the property. Lawsuits are
being filed to remove nativity scenes from parks and court houses,
and now I've noticed Leftist groups doing everything they can to
distort the nativity displays that remain. Disgusting things mostly
that I won't even describe here. The War on Christmas can no longer
be ignored.
So,
given the current political environment where businesses are being
targeted just because it is known that they are owned and operated by
Christians, I figure that this constant and determined effort to
eliminate Christmas serves, at least in my mind, as an endorsement of
the importance of Christmas.
Someone
said you can judge the character of a man by the strength and power
of his enemies. In kind of a warped sense, I think that applies here.
My
problems with the date notwithstanding, it seems to me now it's
pretty important to have a day to not only remember that Jesus Christ
was born, but to proclaim it far and wide as a testimony to the rest
of the world. The nativity scenes, if nothing else, will hopefully
cause people to wonder what it is all about; and if they wonder, they
might ask. If they ask, they might learn. Once they learn they might
decide to believe, and thus be saved. That's why He was born in the
first place. Because God so loved the world, that He gave His only
son, so that anyone who believes in Him will not perish but will have
everlasting life.
Therefore,I
would like to take this opportunity to wish everyone a very MERRY
CHRISTMAS.
...I
still don't have a tree. ...I still didn't buy you anything.
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