Where is Christmas?

The other day, while wrapping Christmas presents, I realized … it’s almost Christmas. You would think this conclusion would have been obvious, but it snuck up on me. I have spent the majority of December preparing for Christmas but not in the spirit of Christmas. Why is this the case?

I could blame the warm climate. Eighty degree temps and palm trees do not make me feel all Christmas-like. But I’ve lived in a warm climate before. True, it snowed in Charleston last year (for the first time in ten years), but still, there were palm trees in South Carolina, too. People didn’t wear winter coats there, just like people don’t wear winter coats here.

I could blame my age. Maybe I’m growing out of Christmas. Maybe I’m too old for this kid stuff. But that’s a lie. I decorated my house the first week of December. I’ve been listening to Frank Sinatra and Nat King Cole for weeks. I get giddy when Elf is on TV, and I can’t wait to get back to Ohio to watch It’s a Wonderful Life, Scrooged, and National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation. I’m as much of an immature kid as I’ve ever been, so what gives?

Sitting here, looking at my schedule for the next two days, I think I get it. I have marketing copy to write, books to proof, articles to write, errands to run. Don’t forget, I have to go to the gym. Then, there’s dinner to be made. Maybe I should start packing. On and on and on … blah blah blah … I’m not in the Christmas spirit, because I’ve been too busy. And ain’t that a crock?

Let’s slow down for a second. Do you even remember what Christmas is about? If you say Santa, I’ll smack you, because Santa is NOT what Christmas is about. Remember …

“In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. Then an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid; for see—I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people: to you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign for you: you will find a child wrapped in bands of cloth and lying in a manger.’ And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying, ‘Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace among those whom he favors!’” (Luke 2: 8–14)

Oh. THAT. Yeah, I remember that kid. He was born in a barn, right? His mom was a virgin, right? Right, right. Yeah, I remember.

Do you? Do you really? Because that kid in a manger is pretty important. They named him Jesus, and well, He died for your sins. He saved the world. He existed so that your sorry, busy self could get into Heaven, but we always forget about Him in the hustle and bustle of Christmas. We forget about Him until Christmas Eve, when we do the church thing, but then, we just want presents.

I’m not pointing fingers. This year, I’ve been as guilty as anyone else. I have been rushed. I’ve been completely stressed out. I’ve been snippy with the man I love. I’ve been snippy with my family, who just want my Christmas list. I have allowed the holiday stress to replace the holiday spirit. And it is time to put an end to it.

This is the first year in my entire life when I have really loved my job. It’s the first year when I have been obsessively writing a novel. It is the first year I’ve lived with my significant other—who is the best man on earth. It is also the first year I have allowed myself to get so enmeshed in all these good things that I have overlooked the one great thing, Jesus Christ, and His birthday.

In the words of Bill Crowder’s Windows on Christmas: “In the midst of all ‘the stuff’ that surrounds our celebration of Christmas, it is far too easy to forget that the first Christmas happened because our sin demanded payment—and only Christ Himself could make a payment sufficient to cancel our debt. While it may be fun to celebrate the holiday with gifts and ornaments and candles and parties, ‘the holy day’ of Christmas is really about rescue and redemption. May we be willing to make part of our celebration of the birth of Christ a commitment to tell our world, for the world needs to know that:
Living, He loved me;
Dying, He saved me;
Buried, He carried my sins far away;
Rising, He justified freely, forever;
One day He’s coming—O glorious day!

I want everyone out there to have a merry Christmas. I want all of us to remember the reason for the season. And I want to say, “See ya next year.” I guess that’s what this post has been trying to say from the beginning. I’ve been too busy. My heart isn’t ready for Christmas, and it needs to be—so I’m disappearing for two weeks. Don’t cry; I’ll be back in January. Until then, have a blessed holiday. Thank God every day, because He loves you, has a purpose for you, and—most importantly—sent His son to die for you. Amen.

5 thoughts on “Where is Christmas?

  1. Yay for you. Yay for this post. I get so caught up in daily tasks that it’s easy to forget why we celebrate Christmas. Thank you for posting this, it was a great reminder. Have a wonderfully Merry Christmas.

  2. You are so beautiful and thank you for reminding me how special this season is because of Him. You made me cry. Merry CHRISTmas and God bless you. Love you. Mom B

  3. Fantastic bold post- and right on target- we were watching “how the Grinch stole Christmas and it came to me that when “you take away all the ribbon and bows in Whoville- what were they celebrating with no mention of Christ!- he is so easily lost in the season! Thanks for declaring the real reason for the season!

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