In Thought of Christmas

In thought of Christmas

“Maturity begins to grow when you can sense your concern for others outweighing your concern for yourself.” -Ascribed to John Macnaughton

People ask me all the time why I don’t decorate for Thanksgiving, Christmas, or New Year’s. The answer is Nerver because of Riligion, I will leave that to the church people. No, it’s much deeper than that, but it does have a societal bend. See to me, I am tired of seeing all those decorations, all those lights, as beautiful as they are, it soon becomes a contest for the best lit house on the block; when that happens, we all lose the true reason for the season.
And the sales, before and after, the sales and returns. All the people that didn’t get what they wanted, the wrong color, too big or too small, too cheap; some people should be grateful they didn’t get coal, like a box load of coal.
But, through the years, I have come to see that the understanding of what constitutes a gift, or the giving of a gift should be a 365 day a year Christmas celebration; rather than a day to get angry or drunk, or to buy some gratitude.
And when you think of the true reason of why we celebrated Christmas in the past centuries, as opposed to the meaning of today, it’s because of the birth of Christ, God gave us a beautiful gift, and now we shouldn’t say the word Christmas because it might offend someone; well excuse me, but, have a Merry Christmas anyway, in spite of all that lacking societal chatter, have a very Merry Christmas.

“One person caring about another represents life’s greatest value.” -Ascribed to Jim Rohn

When we put ourselves first, we lose. I had one person in my life that would buy gifts for me and others, then she would remind whoever the intended gift went to what she gave for the rest of the year, and if she got mad at the person; she would remind them of all the gifts that she gave them throughout the years.
To think, Christmas is a celebration of the birth of the baby Jesus, now in faith, what if God did as the woman above, reminded everyone of the gifts he gave them; no opened and welcoming arm’s, no smiles, no I love yous; just anger and self aggrandizing.
It’s in the selfless act that we see the meaning of Christmas, the giving to make happy, minus the feeding of our own egos. In giving, to a person, a charity, in reality, there’s no taking anything back, there’s no tax deductions, nothing in return needed in the giving of the gift; in other words, when Christ is removed from Christmas, as it has been, we lose the meaning of Christmas but we also lose the meaning of honest giving.

“In the life of the Indian (Native American) there was only one inevitable duty: The duty of prayer, the daily recognition of the Unseen and Eternal. He sees no need for setting apart one day in seven as a holy day, since to him all days are God’s.”

Imagine that, “All days are God’s” days, Native Americans knew it, and most before the mid twentieth century; most Americans knew it; it’s God’s time, God’s days. The thinking mind will want to understand just what happened; or so you would think.
But with all the hubbub about religion, agnosticism, atheism, and whatever other isim, the question should be, why celebrate a day they may not agree with. Why even care, like why give to any charity; no one’s going to buy any points in heaven by giving; so why give? Is it out of true kindness, if so, what feeds that urge to be kind? Is it just human nature, or is it God’s presence in our lives?
The only thing that puts a rub in the giving part of Christmas, is the Why part, I have that same thought come to mind every year, in all honesty, there are those people in a good deal of people’s lives, that buying someone a gift, they make the recipient of the gift feel like they are the gift givers charity case. I hate that feeling, this year, I have done what I do most every year, my presents go to a charity and I am happy. Then, someone else gets something.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate any gift, it’s more that no one can buy me what I truly want, it’s impossible to do so. Through the years, my children have come to respect my feelings, they tell me what they do with what they have given to others; women shelters, children’s assistance or out reach assistance; I don’t need anything, but a gift for a new single mother that could use diapers and so many can use food or an electric bill paid.
It’s the giving, that’s Christmas in a nut shell, a caring gift from under God’s Christmas tree, but it’s got to be from the heart, unconditionally, no strings attached giving. If someone gives a person a gift, and they ignore them for the bulk of the year, then the message is clear; and it’s not a thoughtful message, it’s not an honest Christmas message.

“I am in the habit of looking not so much to the nature of a gift as to the spirit in which it is offered.” Robert Louis Stevenson Scottish Essayist

It doesn’t matter the cost of a Christmas gift, the size does not matter, the gift and the giving, the true meaning is in the heart, leave the joy of Christmas to the children and their excitement filled smiles with their treasures on Christmas morning; while the adults enjoy the grandest gift of all, the gift of love from the heart; but give that gift over and over, for anything done from the heart is a gift worth giving.

“Start living now. Stop saving the good china for that special occasion. Stop withholding your love until that special person materializes. Every day you are alive is a special occasion. Every minute, every breath, is a gift from God.” ~ Mary Manin Morrissey

The most beautiful and true Reason for this beautiful day, have a safe, loving, and caring Merry Christmas.

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