The following is a repost. I originally posted this last year
(2010) on Christmas Day. I wrote it because of the let down the holidays have
become to me. Almost in disgust. Not that I think they are about me or even for me. But
as a society we have come to make the holidays about ourselves. I wanted to
repost it and make it available before we have a chance to get caught up in the
holiday hustle and bustle. These were thoughts last year.
I see Christmas through the world’s eye....
Did I miss Christ this Christmas
I have to confess; I don’t know if this is a
rant or more of a profession of confusion out of desperation. There are things
weighing heavily on my mind and in my heart. Maybe, hopefully there will be
cohesion within these words rather than them winding up being some kind of
mixed up hodgepodge that doesn’t make sense. I’m liable to step on some toes.
Sometimes I have a knack for rubbing people the wrong way. Usually it’s those
that are reluctant to slide out of their comfort zone. But I’ve never been one
to not speak what I have to say as long as it’s worth saying and that maybe
something will come out of it.
What is
irony? Thanksgiving and Black Friday, that's irony!
Thanksgiving
is over and Black Friday officially began five hours ago at midnight. Black
Friday has seemed to become a holiday in and of its own bigger than
Thanksgiving. All you hear the day before Thanksgiving and the day of is talk
of Black Friday...oh the deals! You can almost see the sparkles in their eyes.
You can almost see the hope they carry for that possible deal that could make
their shopping experience worthwhile. The excitement is almost contagious.
Oh the
things adults will do to get deals to buy more stuff. Like camp out in lawn
chairs in Wal-Mart by the flat screen tv's. Seriously? Didn't teenagers used to
do that to buy concert tickets? And don't forget the little old ladies that
will shove. I'm serious. Something happens on Black Friday to them. Like a full
moon effect or something. I think one growled at me one time.
Here's the
irony about Black Friday...it's right after Thanksgiving. Doesn't anyone get
the irony in that? The day after we are supposed to spend reflecting on the
things we are thankful for, the things we have, those things we have been
blessed with, the goodness that God has given us, we go out and buy, buy, buy
to get more, more, more. Maybe so we have more to be more thankful for, I don't
know. I know some are gifts for the kids, but come on. Get real. How many
people get up at 4am to go shop for Littlest Pet Shop toys or Wii games or
socks and underwear? I know if I bought a $400 flat screen tv I wouldn't give
it away. I wonder how many others are trying to buy them up to keep them as
well. What happened to the Thanksgiving spirit less than 24hrs ago?
To this day
after 140 years Black Friday has remained true to its origins. In 1869 two
greedy stock holders attempted to drive up the price of gold to further their
political influence. Pres. Ulysses S. Grant intervened by selling 4 million
dollars worth of gold causing a depression and panic. Sound familiar?
See, our
society continues the tradition. Year after year the greedy retailers pass off
bogus deals, although most people don't realize this. We try to take advantage
of those deals and go into debt for what feels like 4 million dollars. Hence
Black Friday and the panic. When the bills start coming in we get depressed.
But at least we have more stuff to be thankful for.
Of course
there's nothing wrong with looking for and working for a good deal and saving
up for it. And not all adults and parents fit these descriptions. For some it's
the best day they can get their shopping done. For others it's a girls shopping
day out. There are many other reasons that are not out of greed. But we've
become a nation that puts more attention on the day after Thanksgiving, the day
we stop and reflect on what we have and be thankful we don't have those things
we don't want. Instead we put more energy to go into debt on the day after so
that can get more. We (some parents) teach our children, "Christmas is
about do what can to get those deals cuz everyone needs more, more, more
presents."
The holidays began with Halloween.
Thanksgiving came and went being overshadowed by Black Friday. The greediest
day of the year that happens to be after the day we are supposed to recognize
how thankful we are for the things we have. How ironic. Christmas, when we are
supposed to recognize and observe what God did for us. But how can we with New
Years right around the corner? Most have already made plans.
Today of all days, in spite of how much I
love this day, was a stressful day for me. Not necessarily in regards to this
blog, though to an extent some. At the end of the day I sat at the edge of the
bed exhausted, reflecting over the whole day thinking, “What just happened?”
Christmas day has ten minutes left as I open
Word to begin typing out this unedited document for my blog. Christmas is over
and I am saddened. Not saddened that Christmas is over, but by what my eyes and
heart has seen. The truth should be evident that for most people Christmas has
been reduced down to feelings that are dictated by previous experiences. By the
media and popular influences. I can’t recall a bad memory during the holidays
in my past for me to dislike them.
I’m not perfect. I’m far from perfect. As a
matter of fact I can usually feel God bring it to my attention when I get stuck
in a rut of beating myself up over some kind of guilt. And something dawned on
me today. Ever since the beginning of the holiday season I’ve noticed the
negative attitudes and misplaced attention that seems to infect every area of
our lives. At least that is from the world’s perspective. And of course there
are some in the church.
Call it naïve, maybe stupidity, call me dumb,
whatever, but up until this year I hadn’t noticed seeing Christmas from the
different perspectives between the world and the church. Don’t get me wrong,
I’m not THAT naïve. I know they are there. It’s just that in spite of even my
own troubles I continued to attend church and encircle myself with Christian
influences and people. Because of this it’s hard to see Christmas without Christ.
The whole scene is “buzzing” with His name. There’s talk of giving, love,
sacrifice, and the all time favorite of reminding us what Christ was sent here
for. Being in church for the most part of my life I’ve noticed that it tends to
have themes just as the world does. Dare I say that the local church follows
the worlds themes? Yes I dare. Compare the world’s TV, advertisement industry
with the majority of the churches messages and charities for one year and you
are sure to see they correspond. Don’t major car dealerships advertise deals on
trade-ins with freedom from previous debts in July? And don’t we usually hear
the message about Freedom in Christ in July? Isn’t there always a
lot of hype about new resolutions in the New Year and at the same time don’t we
usually hear the message about how Christ makes all things new and we are a new
creation? The same can be said for Thanksgiving, Christmas and the others.
Now don’t get me wrong. I am not bad mouthing
the local church or any particular congregation. I love attending church. What
I am saying is this: I haven’t been able to attend church for quite a while and
now, I can see Christmas through the world’s eyes and it is empty. For a few
years I struggled with alcohol. I continued to attend church asking God for His
help while not truly letting go of it. I lived in the world while pursuing Him
to take me out of the world.
As Christmas Day has came to an end I look
back at the holiday season as if an outsider looking in and ponder upon these
things: All I hear is complaining about shopping for others than I ever want to
hear. Doubt they would complain if it was a “buy one-get one free” sale so they
could keep one. All I hear is complaining and whining about something not being
on sale “enough.” Doubt they would complain if it had never been advertised as
“sale” in the first place. All I hear is more complaining about someone being
sold-out of something. I never understood how someone could get angry over the
loss of something they never had possession of. I hear how far someone drove to
buy this or that gift. I wonder, would they drive "that" far to give
a gift? I hear how someone got up early and stood in line for hours for gifts.
I wonder if they do the same to both give and be a gift. I hear how this that
or relative got angry because of get-together scheduling. I wonder, since when
did holidays become about them?
I hear how this or that isn’t good enough.
I’m privileged to share a meal with men and women from a half-way house that I’m
sure your “not good enough” would be good enough for them. Take your “not good
enough” to the nearest retirement facility. I’m sure they will enjoy it. Or the
closest alcohol and drug treatment center, I’m sure they will appreciate it.
I don’t remember seeing the church move this
Christmas (2010). I remember the
Salvation Army. But they will be gone. I remember one Christian discussion
board protesting the teaching of Santa Claus to our children. His defense was
more out of cowardliness. I wonder if those that are so hell fire against Santa
celebrate Halloween. I'm not against Santa. Just against putting tradition over
what Christmas is all about. I don’t remember seeing the church move this
Christmas. I remember the Lifetime Christmas movies advertising. I remember way
too many computer wallpapers of women in skimpy Santa tops and hats in high
heels. I don’t remember seeing the church move this Christmas.
Both Halloween and Christmas are religious
holidays. Halloween is a pagan holiday, while Christmas is a Christian holiday.
Yet for some reason the separation between church and state doesn’t seem to
apply to Halloween in our schools. I wonder if that’s because the church isn’t
as pro-active as the world is. Seems to me the world is pretty pro-active.
Christ was pro-active. He was so pro-active he scared the world. Our
schools observe Halloween while Christmas breaks are almost all observed as “Holiday
or Winter” break now.
The world has Santa. The church has Jesus. So
then I pondered these things:
Santa only comes once a year, while Jesus is
always here.
Santa fills your stockings with goodies,
while Jesus supplies all our needs.
Santa tells you, “you better not cry,” while
Jesus tells you, “cast all your cares on me for I care for you.”
While Santa puts gifts under your tree, Jesus became
our gift and died on a tree....The cross.
My
Jesus is better than the your Santa.
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