This time of year we hear many disparaging
comments about Christmas. People despair
over its commercialism, the financial strain it tends to create for some, and the
anxiety and depression it causes in others. We’re told of its origins in pagan
tradition, and how Christmas trees and Christmas gifts and all the traditional
trappings of Christmas were swiped from various archaic cultures down through
the ages. We’re told by wise and learned experts that it can be conclusively determined
that Christ wasn’t even born in December.
What are we to think? I’ll tell
you what I think. I think that for
myself and many others, our memories of Christmas past and our hopes for
Christmas future may well be the very essence of what makes our lives worth
living. For us, the spirit of Christmas and everything that the true meaning of
Christmas represents is a fundamental element in our faith, our happiness, our
very existence, and everything we treasure in our lives. It’s our memories of
Christmas past that strengthen our resolve to keep Christmas vital and alive,
and see to it that children for generations to come can experience the joy we
knew on those cherished mornings long ago, when we gathered together with precious
souls we miss with all our hearts, and shared the precious, incomparable gift
of Christmas. SC
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