Tuesday, December 31, 2013

On the Seventh Day of Christmas, Wessica Gave to Me...

Jess: Wes and I have been spending a lot of time talking about Christmas this year. We wrote a blog a couple of years ago about Christmas (http://themetheranlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-came-down-at-christmas.html#comment-form). I knew things would change when we had kid(s), but I never realized just how different it would be.

Last year, James was just barely a month old at Christmas. We had assumed he would be late, and therefore would arrive just a week or so before Christmas. I had SO many people ask what we were getting James for Christmas, and I was kind of offended. Wasn’t LIFE good enough for a month-old baby? What would even be the point of wrapping something for him?

This year, things are a little different. James kind of understands the concept of opening a present. He kind of has fun doing so.  And yet, his present from us has been open and used for almost two weeks now, and I never wrapped it to start with. There is a lot of pressure on us to do these big things for James’ birthdays and Christmas, yet he honestly doesn’t care. We joked about wrapping a box, because that’s all he cares about.

The whole Christmas-present discussion is a can of worms. Of course we want to get things for our child, but we do that on a regular basis. I certainly don’t want to raise a kid who thinks he’s entitled to presents. I also don’t want to raise a child who thinks his behavior is being monitored by a creepy elf who reports to an old fat guy, either. I want James to truly appreciate what he is given, to recognize that he is privileged far beyond most children in the world, and to want to help others rather than be greedy.

Perhaps this is a lot to ask of my child—certainly it is too much right now. But one day he will understand this gift giving and receiving thing. One day he will learn more about the rest of the world. One day he will find out that Santa is a concept, not a person.

We have a lot of things to work out regarding Christmas, and thankfully, James is too young to care right now. Santa or no Santa? Lots of presents or just one? How will he give presents? Should we have a Christmas tradition of helping rather than hoarding? Obviously, with Wes and I both being pastors, Christmas is going to look very different in our home than in James’ friends’ homes. I’m kind of glad for that. Maybe we’ll take advantage of how different it already is and remember to make Christmas about what it’s really supposed to be: the birth of Jesus, who came into the world, died, and was raised again for the sake of all people. What other gift do we really need?

Wes: First, a confession: It is my fault that we haven’t posted anything in a while. Jess keeps sending me blogs, and I keep putting them aside and not doing anything with them. Like she writes her entire part, and then I do… nothing. Sorry, friends. I let you down.

Now: Christmas. I love Christmas. I love celebrating the birth of Christ with my friends and family. I love the winter wonderland (even sans snow). I love the cheer.

I still think it’s magical to open up presents and to see what others have thought were the perfect gifts for me. I love even more seeing the looks on my loved ones’ faces when they open my gifts and I know immediately that yes, I did find the perfect gift for them (I wish this one happened more often).

But wow if we haven’t turned Christmas into a gluttonous thing! It’s like that scene from the first Harry Potter book/movie, when Dudley gets all of those presents—and demands another when he counts and doesn’t have enough—and Harry… gets… nothing.

We spend sooooooooooooo much money on gifts, food for feasts, travel to get places, etc… and yet, rarely do we do much anything for those truly in need. Yeah, sure, donations and giving to charity go up during the Christmas season, and yeah, not all of it is because of that bell ringer staring guilt into your eyes as you leave Target, but it’s not near enough.

And I’m not saying I do this all right, either. I bought too many presents and received too many present. I used the cash gifts I was given—I’ll admit it, those are my favorite—to get more stuff.

As good ol’ Relient K once sang, “I’m part of the problem, I confess, but I gotta get this off my chest.”

We hear so many people of faith throughout our nation ready to complain about how the secular world has ruined Christmas, how atheists are bringing the downfall of this wonderful holiday, etc… But I have to wonder how many of my brothers and sisters join me every year in catering to that commercialization. How many of us spend our money on decorations, holiday-themed clothing, gifts, and so much more as a way to honor our the birth of our Lord

when what would really honor Jesus Christ would be to feed the hungry, clothe the naked, house the homeless, and visit the sick and the imprisoned?

Sadly, that doesn’t sound like our “ideal way” to celebrate Christmas to me…


Merry Christmas, World Wide Web.