Hoo boy, here we go… according to the store calendar – it’s Christmas time.
And who decided that today was Black Friday anyhow?
My mailbox is cringing right now in anticipation of all of the catalogs that are going to be delivered, my email in-box was already filled this morning with advertisements for free shipping and buy-one-get-one-free offers. Time for merry mayhem and money spending – lots of it.
Or maybe not.
In the midst of looming economic problems, I am making my lists, checking them twice and not overspending this year. Period.
Maybe it’s time to get back to the days when the time before Christmas was actually meaningful. It symbolized hope and anticipation, not buy buy buy.
Yes, I know that it sounds like I’ve watched too many years of “A Charlie Brown Christmas” or “How the Grinch Stole Christmas”.
That being said, how many kids do you know would sing “Fah hoo for-aze, welcome Christmas” while holding hands with their neighbors, even after all of their gifts had been pilfered? No, they’d be crushed that their Wii wasn’t under the tree.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate many aspects of Christmas. It’s certainly beautiful, the smells are fantastic and the music is beautiful. The food is pretty darn good too.
There’s just got to be more to all of this besides how much money we spend.
I believe it’s about the coming of Jesus. However, even if you’re not religious, you can appreciate the beauty and symbolism of the season.
It’s all about being with family (even though that in itself can strike fear in the hearts of angels), giving to others who are less fortunate and appreciating what we have. It’s about the changing of the seasons and finding beauty, even in the cold of winter.
And it’s about hope.
That, Charlie Brown, is the true meaning of my Christmas.