I hate the term “Happy Holidays” around these parts. If you celebrate Christmas, just say “Merry Christmas” and move on. Yet I have encountered “Happy Holidays” while at church. That’s weird. Jesus isn’t a touchy subject in these parts.
I don’t know if it’s too much pressure to remain PC that it carries over. Maybe they don’t Jesus isn’t important. I don’t know. But this PC thing has gone so far even the church isn’t safe from it.
So on Wednesday I celebrated Festivus. I hate what Christmas has become: a commercialized money-spending hog of a holiday.
I don’t give gifts. I don’t do cards. I don’t do decorations. I don’t sing songs.
But out of all that, I still remember the real meaning of Christmas. This is the fulfillment of God’s promise of salvation. This is John 3:16. This is God loving us so much that He gave up what means the most to Him.
This is why Christmas matters to me.
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I should have posted this when I got it, but it’s never too late to celebrate Festivus! I hate what Christmas has become and this is my only way of fighting it.
I seriously am thinking about a dinner on December 23 to air my grievances. I am for real.
Why does this day exist? Why do people who have a brother or sister deem it necessary to have a day dedicated to that fact? What about those who don’t have siblings? Do they have an official day? Of course not.
This day is a myth. It doesn’t exist. It’s a figment of the imagination. It’s for the insecurities of those who have siblings and can’t handle the real world like only-children like myself.
What a weird day for odd folks. They’ll make a holiday out of anything that has no significance.
That’s right. I just don’t care. I went to bed at 11PM and that’s it. Not a fan of New Year’s Day, as you all know. It’s just another day. I don’t know why people make a big deal out of it. Whatever. I am now fully rested and on my way to the Rose Bowl Parade. Yes!!!!
I hope this time I get a chance to mingle with the Jesus Freaks on the megaphone and get their thoughts on certain thing. Who knows how this will turn out?
Your birth gave us life. Thanks, Jesus.
Every year as Christmas rolls along I start to wonder what I am doing. On one hand, I enjoy the deals stores have because I get to buy stuff for myself. I don’t really get gifts for anyone else unless I really have a great idea. Other than that, it’s just a White Elephant gift here and there and that’s really it. The commercialism, the materialism, the lies of Santa are all ignored. I’m not a grinch, but Christmas is stressful and I don’t want to deal with it.
Then on the other hand, I know that Christmas means nothing to me unless it includes Jesus. You see, I know that this is the beginning of a fulfilled promise by God to save us. He loved us so much, that He sent Jesus to save us. We are no longer slaves to sin, but free in His love. That’s crazy and of course if you don’t believe in God, that’s a bunch of nonsense. I get it. If I wasn’t Christian, this is hard to believe.
But I do want to say and remind those who don’t believe — and even those who do believe — that this time of year reminds us that things are good. And things are always good. But when this season is done, we go back to our jobs, our misery and all that. But with Jesus, it’s different. Understanding who and why Jesus is hard. But understanding that we can be loved no matter how screwed up we are is tough to grasp but much more relateable. We all desire to be loved and that’s what God offers. No condemnation, no restrictions. Just love.
This is why Christmas exists. Because God loved us that much, He sent us His only Son to show us the way. That’s wonderful! That’s amazing. That’s why I celebrate Christmas.
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