Yesterday I was sitting on the floor in our great room
wrapping Christmas presents and listening to the King’s College Choir singing
classic Christmas music. I had spent the morning shopping, then rushed home to
change clothes and attend our neighborhood’s annual Christmas tea at the clubhouse
which had been meticulously decked out in festive trimmings. Beside me, the
tiny lights of our apartment-sized Christmas tree glowed, joining forces with
multiple twinkling candles on the mantle above. Focused on how much shopping I
still had to accomplish, suddenly I was struck with how far our Christmas
traditions and celebrations have departed from that first Christmas in Bethlehem.
Not that there’s anything wrong with decorating,
gift-giving, or gathering friends and family to enjoy food and fellowship. But
when those aspects dominate our holiday celebrations, it’s not really about
Christmas, is it?
Now that I’m retired from my demanding job as a church
musician, I don’t feel quite as frantic about being ready in time for December
twenty-fifth. But there’s still a sense of urgency surrounding the preparations:
mail the cards, clean and decorate the house, shop for gifts and wrap them,
attend concerts, plan special meals and gatherings, shop for groceries ... the
list goes on and on until we want to shout “stop, slow down, there’s only so
much one person can do!” I would add, “Take time to reflect on God’s gift to
humanity, Jesus Christ.”
God, the Father, is not the one pushing us to rush
about, checking things off our to-do lists. Rather, we humans have turned Christmas
into a competition to outdo each other. Maybe that’s why we’re called the human
race. We even stretch our budgets to
the breaking point, making retail merchants happy but causing ourselves more unnecessary
stress.
What happened exactly that first Christmas in
Bethlehem? “The Word became flesh.” God in the form of a baby, fully human, fully divine, came and dwelt among us, fulfilling the prophecy foretold hundreds of years
before by Isaiah, Micah and others. More than our annual reenactment of Mary
and Joseph gazing peacefully into a manger, surrounded by shepherds and
animals, it was the greatest gift humanity has ever known. God’s desire to
reveal His plan of love and harmony to the universe was so significant that He
came and dwelt among us in the form of a humble peasant boy. Knowing His plan
would include suffering and humiliating death, Jesus came to offer the ultimate
gift of salvation, a gift that is free to all who accept it. Now, that’s a
reason to celebrate!
Cindy L. Freeman is the author of two award-winning
short stories and three published novels: Unrevealed, The
Dark Room and I Want to Go Home.
Website: www.cindylfreeman.com; Facebook: Cindy Loomis Freeman. Her
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