In the circles we were in a few years ago it was increasingly popular for people to simply abandon Christmas. These were believers who had become convinced that Christmas was a pagan holiday marked by materialism and greed. Some of them refused to have anything to do with the season—no tree, no gifts, no songs, nothing. Some of them had minimal decorations and celebration and spent most of their time criticizing what others did. Some of them decided that it would be more spiritual to celebrate Hanukah (which makes me chuckle and I will talk about in a later post).
But the interesting thing was that most of these families had a view of life that was negative, whether it was Christmas or not. They were bitter and grumpy Christians, focused on the rules and failures, and they were amazingly able to bring others down with them. They didn’t seem to have any reason for celebrating.
Well, I have a reason for celebrating. When I walked in darkness, Jesus came and gave me life. When I was in bondage to sin and shame, Jesus came and set me free. When I was broken and lonely, Jesus came and told me that He loved me. The one thing that has changed my life more than anything else is the fact that Jesus came.
At Christmas, I don’t celebrate trees or lights or gifts or food—I celebrate the fact that Jesus came. I enjoy all the things of Christmas, but they all help me to remember what has really made the difference. Jesus came!