Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Day 341, December 11
I love Christmas. I love the word, a remembrance of our Savior. I love ths sound of the word. In fact, I love everything about Christmas.
Like many others, I am distressed when I come upon words such as "Happy Holidays" or "Holiday Party" or "Holiday Celebration" at this time of year. This is the season of Christmas. This is the season of Christ. (As should all seasons be.) When we, in some clumsy attempt to be politically correct, substitute "Holiday" or other words for Christmas, I cringe.
A small thing? Perhaps. But from small things grow big things. How tragic it would be if we take Christmas right out of the season. As I said, I love Christmas. I love the secrets that people share when they try to surprise a loved one. I love the special acts of kindness and generosity that we extend to others. I love the carols. Most of all, I love remembering that this season, this most holy one of the year, is when we celebrate the birth of our Lord.
Yes, presents and eggnog and tinsel are not of Christ. But the spirit of giving, of service, of finding joy are of Christ. When we take Christmas from the season, I fear that we will someday take Christ from the season as well.
This I know for sure: Christmas begins with Christ. And, if we're very lucky, it will never end.