How I came to Love Christmas or Not.
By now, most of us realize Jesus was not born on Christmas. Most of us will agree the first day of winter has more to do with picking the 25th than anything else, after all, without a second hand; it really is hard to pick out the shortest day of the year.
So Christmas was picked to celebrate the birthday of Jesus and since we only have one real birthday the day we choose to celebrate may not be that important. Many have suggested we should celebrate the birthday of Jesus everyday and if He is who He said He is (God?) we should celebrate everyday.
On the shortest day of the year everyone needs a little pick-me-up right? At that time it would seem several groups had taken to burning tree stumps or lighting candles so while they were doing that why not worship God?
And there’s the rub. How many times are you caught up in deep intimate prayer songs and you picture a baby wrapped up on a pile of livestock feed? “I serve a risen Savor” baby Jesus came, He was a gift, but He hadn’t done much yet. So we do not tend to worship the baby and at Christmas we do not.
At Christmas we sing songs “about” Jesus – only a few are songs sung as prayers “to” Jesus and most of those are sung to God about how nice it was for him to send Himself because we do not worship a baby.
So Christmas takes intimate music lead worship out of church services for two or three weeks. And Christian radio plays anything with Christmas in the title. I just heard Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer and a day ago Baby It’s Cold Outside – come on, that’s not even almost a Christian song.
So; I look forward to quiet winter nights with people I love, getting and giving gifts, hearing some of the prettiest secular and non-secular music of the year, but I’d like to get it all over with and let the baby grow-up into a full sized awe inspiring God.