I have a very controversial view of the things that make Christmas Christmas. I think Carols, the economy, Santa, ECG, promos and their cohorts are distractions and thieves. They have slowly established themselves as the power brokers who can strip Christmas of its awesomeness if they please. I resent that.
At the heart of it, Christmas is about an extraordinary birth. That particular birth was the first move of the best chess game ever played. It was the beginning of a 33 yearlong ‘Italian job’. It was the first scene of a movie that had been scripted long long ago.
That birth had resurrection in mind. The cross was aaalll that manger was thinking about. The baby messiah had you and I in mind way before he could crawl. He understood that all talk and no action was dull. So He did. He entered the manger saying “There, I did it. I dialed the number, there’s no hanging up now. By the time this call ends, you will know grace and be eligible to enjoy an eternity you couldn’t imagine and didn’t sweat over.”
So what Christmas really is, is the first word in the most important sentence of all time. Now I hope you can understand why reducing it to/hiding it in hampers, forwarded template messages, shows and parties is so demeaning. All of those are fine, but none of those should dampen what Christmas truly represents.
On that note, I wish you a Christmas that’s beyond merry. I wish you a Christmas that continuously unravels its eternal significance to you, in a way that transforms every aspect of your life. Peace out.
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