BAH Humbug!!

Over the last few years I have become increasingly fed up with Christmas, I’m becoming a scrooge of sorts. Christmas has lost it’s sparkle. it’s consumerism, running about, not seeing friends that much because they’r so busy or you’re so busy. It’s crap. I watch movies just to get some semblance of the Christmas spirit because I’m not getting it in my life.

I question why people get so excited, how movies can make such a depressing time so magical and amazing and awe inspiring.

I’m bombarded by a Christmas ideal that sucks the life out of me. I don’t need presents all that much, I buy myself enough junk the rest of the year.

I’ve lost the wonder because I’ve missed the point. Christmas is amazing because I’m alive. I mean alive. Jesus alive. I’ve got drawn into the consumerism and selfishness of a season that is just there to make people money and others broke. i don’t make the link between Christmas and Jesus that much anymore. I take Jesus for granted.

This Christmas is a kick up the teeth. It’s not the same as others, maybe that’s a lot to do with this being the first year i’ve been married and the closeness of family becomes even more real, maybe it’s a realisation that this Christmas I can be miserable or I can grasp the fulfilment of a promise made thousands of years ago, grab hold of a love that doesn’t make sense but is mine if I want it and live instead of hiding from feeling.

i listened to a radio station earlier, a Christian one, and a woman emailed in and told a story of how she was paying off some bill in a walmart and this old lady, another customer, started asking her about her family and Christmas. So the woman told her about her kids and all that stuff. When the sales woman person told her how much she owed on her bill, the old lady just said, “that’s ok, i’m paying for that.” It was a hefty ransom apparently, but this lady paid it. Happy christmas.

This made me think of me this Christmas and of the transformation of scrooge and how He started to see the world differently and became an amazing person. 

We can get so tunnel visioned and wrapped up in a lie that we forget who we are and what we can do. i’ve been closed, but this Christmas I need to open up my heart, search for my Bob Cratchet and Tiny Tim and make a difference in every way I can. To enjoy friends and family and strangers and remember that I am really alive this christmas bcause a promise was kept.