In a way, writing a Merry Christmas post feels a little odd each year. Why? Well, probably not for the reasons you’re immediately guessing.
No, the truth is, the reason is that each year it gets a little harder because I don’t want to repeat myself. Yeah, the curse of the writer. I can almost positively guarantee that no one is stopping by the site to read my Christmas message and thinking “Wait a minute, this is almost what he said last year! This guy’s a hack!” Anyone who is—and I’ll admit that there are probably one or two—isn’t letting the fact that each Christmas message sounds similar be the determining factor about whether or not I’m a skilled writer. Sands, for a few detractors I’ve had over the years, the writing doesn’t even matter.
But yeah, there’s not really anyone rational who’d think less of me because one year’s call for a Merry Christmas is too similar to the last. But, being a writer, my brain certainly thinks that. I gotta keep things fresh and new, says the writing brain. I can’t retell the same story again.
If anything, this should be easier than normal, because I completely missed last year due to personal circumstances.
And yet … here I am. I knew this post was coming, but a part of me still wanted to make it unique and special.
Though as I write this I realize in a way it is. Normally, these posts go up on December 24th. Christmas Eve. But this year? I’m letting it take the Monday slot. December 23rd.
We deliver freshness like you wouldn’t believe here, don’t we?
Okay, okay, I’ll dial the self-referential humor back a bit and get to the point: Merry Christmas, readers. I mean it.
Christmas has meant a lot of things to a lot of different people over the years. To some its a season of giving. To others, its a season for rekindling the love of mankind. A season or perpetual hope. Or of peace. And yeah, for some it’s a season to relax and set aside some of the cares of the day to day in favor of pretty lights, eggnog, season music, hot chocolate, or relaxing by the space heater under a warm blanket. All those things, or only a few of them.
Point being, it’s been a lot of things over the centuries. And yet, we keep celebrating it, because at the core each one of those elements, be it peace, love, kindness, gratitude, or any of the other dozens of elements associated with the Christmas season all tie back to an event that happened about two thousand years ago. To the birth of an individual who’s legacy and message still resonate today.
“Behold, I am Jesus Christ, whom the prophets testified shall come into the world. And behold, I am the light and the life of the world.”
Hope, peace, love, kindness, gratitude … All those positive feelings that tend to swirl around the Christmas season stem from the message brought by that individual, Jesus Christ. A message of hope. A message of peace. A message of kindness, gratitude, joy, and love unmatched by any found elsewhere.
And so, though the dates no longer line up, and traditions of how we celebrate that birth vary and shift over time (for example, one of my family traditions involved a tiny red bird ornament on the Christmas tree … just because. No symbolism, but it was usually one of the last ornaments to go on the tree and that made it special) the core has remained centralized around a key aspect: The birth of Jesus Christ, and what that meant for the world.
Now look, I know some of you reading here won’t share my belief. And that’s okay. But when it comes to the Christmas season, and what the celebration is really about, which is honoring the birth of Christ … Well, it’s something that’s core to even discussing it.
He brought message of peace. Love. Kindness. Gratitude. Humility. Meekness. Hope. For all mankind.
May you be part of that mankind. This Christmas season, may you and yours have hope, or joy, or peace, or love, or whatever other Christmas miracle you stand in need of most.
Merry Christmas, readers.
See you in the New Year.