Showing posts with label Santa Claus Myth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Santa Claus Myth. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Is There Room In Your Christmas for Christ?


O Holy Night (Josh Groban w/scenes from The Nativity)

     This morning I was doing some Christmas shopping in one of my local stores. I had to pick up some extra tape for wrapping some presents. I have a friend who mentioned that she couldn't find any Nativity sets in the local store where she was looking, so I decided to do some checking for them in the store where I was shopping. Much to my dismay I found sets for "A Charlie Brown Christmas", "Rudolph, the Red-nosed Reindeer" and "How the Grinch Stole Christmas", but I didn't find one Nativity set in the whole store! It gave me pause to think. Why was I shopping in a store that didn't honor Christ at Christmas, the holiday that we celebrate his birth?!

   I have another friend who will only buy Christmas cards that feature pictures of Jesus Christ or the nativity. She has mentioned to me how difficult it has become to find those as well. I liked her suggestion and so I have been trying to focus my Christmas Cards more on the birth of the Savior, Jesus Christ. Do you know how hard it is to find Christmas Cards with pictures of Christ or his birth on them? Try it sometime and you will be amazed at how difficult it is.

   Christmas has become such a secular holiday. These days it is more a celebration of anything winter, anything except the birth of the Lord, Jesus Christ! I say put Christ back into Christmas! After all, He is the reason we celebrate Christmas each year. He was around long before Rudolph, The Grinch, Frosty the Snowman, Santa Claus or any of the derivatives thereof.

    This year due to my difficulties getting around post knee/leg surgery, I have decided to limit how much decorating I am doing at my house. The one thing that I have decided that I will decorate with is my collection of Nativity scenes. I have a ceramic one displayed in my china cabinet that my mother and I made together many years ago. It always held a place of honor in the living room of my parent's home. As I child I remember sitting by the round table on which it was displayed and gazing at it, pondering the scripture story of the birth of Jesus. I remember the feeling of warmth and peace that I felt in my heart as I gazed at the pieces finished with antique gold over the white ceramic. I wondered about what it would have been like to have been there and seen the star and heard the angels singing.

    The Christmas after my father passed away my sister and brother-in-law gifted me with The Nativity by Willow Tree. If you are familiar with this set you will recognize the fact that there are no facial expressions painted on the figurines. I love this nativity set because of that fact. The designer portrayed so much of what the figures might have felt in the way she designed the positions of their bodies. Mary is cradling the baby Jesus in her arms, lovingly looking into His face. Joseph is looking over her shoulder, keeping watch over his precious little family. One shepard is kneeling in reverence and respect, and another is lovingly holding a lamb in his arms as he looks on. Even the animals exhibit reverence for the Savior and the event of His birth. I love this set, not only for the beautiful images it portrays, but also because every time I take it out to display it I think of the dear ones that gave it to me.

     I have another figurine of just Joseph keeping watch over his beloved Mary and the baby Jesus. It is painted a pale blue and white and had a bit of an ethereal quality to it. It is not large nor expensive, but I really like the details and the design of this one as well. I have a couple of other smaller sets as well that I cherish for various reasons. One was a gift that my sister brought back from Israel when they made a trip to the Holy Land many years ago. It is made of olive wood and I treasure it because it came from there and it was such a thoughtful gift from them. It can be made into an ornament and hung on the tree if I so desire. I have another small set with individual character pieces that is made of white porcelain.

    I guess this is a round about way of getting to something that I learned many years ago while listening to a then "new" set of Christmas Carols written by a brilliant musician, Michael McLean titled "The Forgotten Carols". Each year we must choose which aspect of Christmas will get the focus of our attention. Each year we must choose whether we will "let Him in" or spend our time and attention on the more secular aspects of Christmas. Which will you choose? Is there room in your Christmas for Jesus?  Is there room in your heart for our Savior? I choose to make room and "let Him in". Christ is the reason we celebrate Christmas each year.

    "He let's us choose,
     each hour of each day,
     if we'll let him in to stay.

     Let Him in, let Him in
     Let the joy and hope begin
     Let Him in, let Him in
     Let the peace on earth begin

     And whether it be in your world today
     or a crowded Bethlehem Inn
     Find a way, make Him room...
    
     LET HIM IN"
 
Let Him In (Michaela McLean from "The Forgotten Carols")

BONUS CLIP:

Is There Room? (Hilary Weeks)

Friday, December 16, 2011

On Growing Up

 "If you can't accept anything on faith,
 then you are doomed to a life dominated by doubt"
- Santa Claus (Richard Atttenborough) in Miracle on 34th Street (1994)

Where are you Christmas? (Faith Hill from The Grinch)
http://youtu.be/qR2WYVWI65M

      One of the great disappointments of life is "outgrowing" Christmas. I don't mean the real reason that we celebrate Christmas, the birth of Jesus Christ. I mean the Santa Claus excitement part of Christmas. It comes on at just about the age of Cindy Lou Who in "How the Grinch Stole Christmas". At some point in life, we have to face the reality that Santa Claus is a mythological figure. I remember how sad and disppointed I was when the reality of this set in. I struggled a little to find the real purpose of why the myth even existed. Was everyone just lying? As I thought about it, I came to realize and believe that there truly is a "Santa Claus".

    To believe in Santa Claus is to believe that we have the ability to overcome our own selfish tendencies and think of the needs of others more than ourselves. Isn't that one of the reasons for gift giving at Christmas? Isn't that what Santa Claus represents, unselfish and unconditional love? And why did the Wise Men bring Jesus such rare gifts? Most scholars agree that the gifts were symbolic. The gold symbolized Jesus’s kingship, frankincense His divinity, and myrrh His suffering and death, since myrrh was a substance used to perfume dead bodies before burial. 8  ("We Three Kings" by Wendy Kenney, New Era, December 2009).And, what about the life and death of Jesus Christ? He gave each of us the gift of the example of the unselfish life He lived, and the unconditional love that He gave to us when He took our sins upon Him and gave His life so that we could be saved and live again?

  I remember that Christmas so many years ago when I found out the reality about Santa Claus. I remember the paradigm shift that took place inside of me as I adjusted my reasoning that Christmas was really about the birth of Christ. I remember the reverent and warm feelings that came into my heart as I sat staring at the nativity set in my mother's living room, thinking about The Christmas Story. The realization that this was what Christmas was really all about hit me. The presents were nice and fun to give and to receive. But, like in "How the Grinch Stole Christmas", even if there were no presents there would still be Christmas because Christmas is more than just "ribbons, boxes and bows".

   Many people choose to think that the stories of Jesus Christ in the Bible and other scriptures are just that, stories. Many just see him as a great prophet or a good person. But the birth of that baby in Bethlehem so long ago was sooo much more than that. The birth of that child changed everything, it changed the world. It changed how I look at the world, and it changed my hopes for a better world to come.  It changed how I choose to live my life in this world and how I hope others choose to live theirs.

     As our own children came along, we chose to carry on the myth of Santa Claus, often teasing them that if they stopped believing then he stopped delivering presents. But, along with Santa we chose to emphasize the real reason for the season, to impress upon our children the birth, life and mission of Jesus Christ. We knew that some day they too would have to face the reality that Santa Claus is a myth. They, too, would have to decide that Jesus Christ is real and that His birth story is the real reason for the season. Jesus Christ is a living part of what we choose to believe and what we choose to become as we live our lives in His way each day. As "Jesus saith unto him, I am the away, the btruth, and the life: no man ccometh unto the Father, but by me." (John 15:6).

     "We love Him, because He first loved us." (1 John 4:19). "When there is love in your heart and your mind, you will feel like Christmas all the time" (Where are you Christmas? - Faith Hill)

A Baby Changes Everything
http://youtu.be/NMj084Ggwww