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When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?

– G.K. Chesterton

I know a few of you reading this don't celebrate Christmas, or you don't observe it the same way practicing Christians do, so let me start by thanking you for allowing me to share from my vantage point. (Even "practicing Christians" don't always get Christmas right, which is the point of today's offering.)

Some people spend months—and often more money than they have—looking for and buying gifts for loved ones (and not-so-loved ones). Others frantically rush around a few days before Christmas to get their shopping done. I suspect some buy gifts more out of a sense of obligation (it's tradition, what will people say, I don't want  to seem stingy, yadda yadda yadda) than out of a true desire to give.

I see two ironies here: First, how much of that time and those resources are we willing to give to the One whose birth we say we are celebrating and, second, how can we be such un-cheerful (and insincere) givers one moment and then, in the next moment, say we worship Christ who left the comfort and glory of heaven to walk among us and give His life for us?

Here's another irony around our celebration of Christmas: We cook and clean and decorate and cook and clean and decorate. . . The house has to look just perfect. What will the guests say if our home doesn’t look and smell Christmas-y enough? Yet we know that Jesus was born in a stable, possibly surrounded by noisy and smelly animals, unrefined shepherds, and curious strangers. He was born to an inexperienced teenaged girl and her nervous but faithful husband. Jesus didn’t mind having a humble beginning or having common, uneducated, unsophisticated people around Him because He knew that their worship and awe of Him was sincere. Here were shepherds who left their flocks to go see the One who would become the Lamb of God!

Why are we so afraid of a little messiness? Why do we so easily cave in to the pressure to always be perfectly organized and competent (or if we can't achieve that, feel guilty and ashamed)? We do this not only in our outer lives but in our spiritual lives, too. We try to show people how spiritual we are, how knowledgeable we are about the Bible, when deep inside we may be hurting or doubting or even a little lost.

William McNamara said, “I stake the future on the few humble and hearty lovers who seek God passionately in the marvelous, messy world of redeemed and related realities that lie in front of our noses.”

This Christmas, enjoy your decorations and gifts, but I encourage you to also let things get a little messy.  Spend less time fussing and more time worshipping. Be like the shepherds: Drop everything and run to meet your King, who wants nothing more than to have you spend time with Him. 


Have a wonderful Monday and a joyous Christmas! (And happy Chanukah to my Jewish readers.) :)

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What is one way you will try to make Christmas (this one or the next) less frantic and more reflective? 
Christmas
Here's another reflective look at how we celebrate Christmas, by my friend Paola Barrera: "Christmas comes to us in a two-part movement . . . "

Language
Hat tip to Kathe Lieber for drawing my attention to this fascinating article about obscure English words that should probably be revived. I love how the author describes reading through the dictionary from cover to cover, because as a child I, too, used to sit and read the dictionary! I also loved learning the word "hogamadog" because I saw some kids on my street, after we got a heavy snowfall, making some of these. :)

Documentary
My cousin Yervand in Yerevan, Armenia, has been working tirelessly for a few years to produce a film called Expulsion, which highlights the devastating consequences of the 44-day war in Artsakh. Yervand has set up a Go Fund Me page to raise the money his team needs to get this documentary finished and into film festivals. Please have a look and support the project if you feel led to.

Music

I love Christmas music, as long as it's not about snowmen, jingling bells, or chestnuts roasting on an open fire. I prefer carols that are actually about Christmas, but then my taste ranges from the orchestral to the understated. I'll never get tired of Handel's Messiah, but when I discovered The Hound + The Fox's What Child Is This / Child of the Poor, I had it on repeat for a long time! 

If you have any stories, ideas, or links you think might be a good fit for this "try these" section, please send them to me! If I use any of them, I'll give you credit as the finder. 

OBLATION

(n) The act of offering something, such as worship or thanks, to a deity.

There has only been one Christmas—the rest are anniversaries.

– William John Cameron

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