I Still Call It Christmas, For God’s Sake…
By R.J. Godlewski
© December 24, 2008, All Rights Reserved
“If the world hates you, realize that it hated me first.” (John 15:18)
“And they will do all these things to you on account of my name, because they do not know the one who sent me.” (John 15:21)
It is quite difficult sitting here in the midst of a (finally) warming deep freeze, to write about something so seemingly distant in the past as to challenge the souls and minds of six billion residents upon this planet. It is even more difficult to simply type, as last night I had the unfortunate gaffe of sending a “safety” pin through the whole of my right thumb. It was one of those horribly painful incidents wherein expletives are strangely absent. However, I found that I could not venture away for the remainder of the year without offering a reflective thought or two on the true meaning of tomorrow.
The holidays have always been something of a letdown for me, particularly since Sara passed away less than two weeks before Christmas in 2003. This one is no different, even if it is far less unbearable. I have completed the final requirements of my final class for this semester and therefore have no school responsibilities until January 5th. At forty-five, each semester underneath my belt becomes a treasured achievement, though I have to admit to the ridiculous value placed upon a college education by those of us with experience. We, as a species, spend far too much time trying to “understand” that which we know intuitively already. We just try to overcomplicate matters to the point of incredulity. Perhaps, contrarily, we simply do not fully understand the significance of the incomprehensible.
As tomorrow is Christmas, I cannot turn on the television news without hearing about the “War on Christmas”. True be told, there is no war on Christmas. God settled that conflict with the most powerful precision weapon imaginable – His coming to earth in the presence of a human baby – and though we more “enlightened” types try to dispatch the implications, His counterinsurgency efforts are infinitely effective. No, there is no war on Christmas, Virginia (or was it Washington?). Only humans can wage war and then only upon ourselves. Well, except one particular human (and His mother).
Roughly, two thousand and a dozen years ago, something truly extraordinary happened in the town of Bethlehem. A baby was born. A poor baby without neither a home nor a hospital to safeguard his passage into one of the most brutal environments we humans have ever created. Even today, twenty centuries later, Bethlehem fears its association with Christmas for fear that riots and terrorism will surge. Back then, however, the child was a simply an outcast, held a death warrant on his head for just being who He was, and readily accepted the love and warmth of a stepfather who really held no responsibility for the care and safety of the child born of a young teenager whose contemporaries today probably worry more about entering high school than birthing the Savior of the world.
Those who profess hatred of Christmas testify to the religious significance of this time-honored federal holiday. In reality, this particular date neither is the most religious day of Christianity nor is it even the second most. No, Christmas drops down to third place in terms of significance, though upon its shoulders rests the gold and silver medal winners of the faith. Christmas is no more important for Jesus than my birthday is for me. I simply exist, because it happened. Yet, of what “happening” it was.
I dare you to imagine what life would be like today without the existence of Christmas (interpreted literally as the Birthday of Jesus Christ). You simply cannot. Even those who profess to hate Christmas – the liberal far left politically – cannot, for much of their ways focus upon Christian thought. They cry for the “separation of church and state”, but Christ was the first to preach that one cannot come to God unless it was from within. They cry about gay rights, but Christ was the first to demand equal treatment for all mankind. Others state that we should worry about the environment, but Christ was the first who gave us the world:
“See, I give you every seed-bearing plant all over the earth and every tree that has seed-bearing fruit on it to be your food; and to all the animals of land, all the birds of the air, and all the living creatures that crawl on the ground, I give all the green plants for food.” (Gn 1:29-30)
What distinguishes Christian dogma from secular perversions, is that Christ gave us distinct laws to ensure that human exploration would not be sacrificed to human exploitation. On the subject of gay marriage, for example, it is explicitly stated that “That is why a man leaves his father and mother and clings to his wife, and the two of them become one body” (Gn 2:24). The “suitable partner” that God created for Adam (man) was Eve (woman) and what God designs as “suitable” is therefore unquestionable. Marriage is thus a bond between one man and one woman for the sole purpose of procreation. Nothing more; nothing less.
So, you may now find yourself asking, how can I cross seamlessly from Christ the Child and God the All-Powerful? Because they are one and the same: “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” (John 1:1) Christmas is not therefore about a child who became God, but about God who became a child. This is quite extraordinary! The Creator of hundreds of billions of galaxies each comprised of hundreds of billions of stars strewn throughout an unimaginably large and old universe decided that we, every single one of us, were sufficiently valuable that He descended within our ranks to save us from, well, us.
Again, you cannot imagine what life was like before His presence amongst us. Those who cry foul over “prisoner abuses” down at Gitmo do so because Christ taught us respect for everyone – the thief next to him on the Cross, was the first admitted into Heaven following Christ’s death. Had not Christmas arose, today we would probably be suffering the prisoners to the context of Roman Crucifixion. That is, absolute torture followed immediately by absolute death. The Islamic terrorists therefore, have Christians to thank for their benign treatment. No one else would be feeding them at the expense of those they tried to maim and kill. Now, that’s the true significance of Christian “love thy neighbor.”
Perhaps those opposed to Christmas are distracted over the lengthy period of gift giving, revelry, and commercialism that heralds in Christmas as soon as Halloween ceases. This need not be the case; there is no blasphemy in sending gifts to one another. Christ died for our sins; I doubt very much that He cares if we celebrate His birthday as our own. In fact, it would be blasphemous if we did not, for according to Jesus He is within us to this very day. My “Jesus” is thus simply sending a birthday package to your “Jesus”. God cannot be offended with what we do with “Caesar’s” presents because our gift to Him is to make something responsible out of our lives, love Him more than anything else, and to treat each other, as we would want to be treated ourselves. Our birthday gift to Christ is simply to be Christians and that holds no exchange or refund policy.
The true story of Christmas, therefore, is that mere mortal man could not have written it. Could any of us, through our own device, conceive of an infinitely powerful being coming to earth as the most vulnerable of species? Had He chosen to arrive as any other form of animal, He could have been expected to be weaned and on his own before His birthday. No, God chose to dwell amongst us as fully human, born of and having a fully human (if still divinely graced) mother. The God Who created everything that your limited minds can conceive of, placed Himself into the care of a couple who had to take their young, vulnerable child and flee into the desert to avoid His death at the hands of Herod. How many “humans” today would have simply aborted the young baby than to suffer the aggravation and heartaches of leaving their comfortable home?
The true meaning of Christmas (and subsequently Easter) is that the Creator of EVERYTHING humbled Himself to suffer through such indignities that the whole of humanity could not match. He was born homeless, and allowed for the care of a stepfather. Immediately upon His arrival, He had a bounty upon His head. Before He was a teenager, He was lost from His parents for three whole days. Later on in life, He was harassed by both religious and political authorities, followed for profit by some, figuratively stabbed in the back by one of His closest companions, wrongfully accused of a trumped-up crime, lost his chance for parole to a convicted murderer, literally speared in the side, and died in the most horrendous way ever invented by man right in front of his own mother. Name one other religious belief – Judaism, Islam, Buddhism, etc. – that could ever write a story like that!
No, friends, the infinite reality of Christmas is that no mere human being could craft such a story and, as a result, the only conclusion one could reach is that Christmas is the birthday of God Himself. As such, there can be no taming of Christmas; no dismissal of its sincerity; no charges that the holiday is an affront to more “enlightened” souls. One can find fault with Islam. One can find fault with Atheism. One can find fault with either President George W. Bush or President-elect Barack H. Obama. One cannot, however, no matter the effort applied, find fault with the teachings of Jesus Christ. The Sanhedrin tried. The Romans tried. Later, even the Communists tried. They all failed miserably and so too will today’s secular progressives.
We are powerless in the presence of the All-Powerful. Before we have a thought, He knows our course of action. Before we express a fear, He has provided a solution. Before we can conceive, He has conceived us. Most importantly, however, before we can humble ourselves, He has humbled Himself to the point of being “an infant wrapped in swaddling clothes and laying in a manger.” (Lk 2:12) Christmas cannot be snuffed out of existence for He Who came existed well before us and will continue to exist long after the universe dies out through the final fading out of the very last star.
There is thus no war possible against Christmas, merely a war against ourselves. The ultimate battle has already been won. Christ conquered imagination with His birth, conquered humanity with His life, and conquered eternity with His death. We cannot conceive of an argument against His existence and to try to do so simply underscores our own vanity and infidelity. Christmas existed before the universe began. In fact, Christmas is probably why the universe began. The least that we can do is to admit to the fact.
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
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