Many reasons exist why a person should love and embrace the Christmas season. I hear of those who attack the Christmas season and I take no notice to them at all. The thing that keeps buffoons energized his attention paid to them. If they were really serious about their so-called beliefs, they would leave the country during the Christmas season and go somewhere where it is not celebrated.
My recommendation is the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean.
Ignoring the holiday buffoons, I snuggle down and enjoy the Christmas festivities. So much about the season to savor and enjoy.
The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage has our home all decorated for the Christmas season. In the evening, we sit down in the living room among all of the decorations, sip our hot cocoa and have a healthy slice of Christmas fruitcake.
When it comes to decorating things, I don’t even have a thumb. During this time, I envy those who are all thumbs. My decorating expertise is simply to enjoy the work done. And that I do.
I love everything about the Christmas season, except maybe shopping in the mall. I think there should be some kind of a law restricting shopping in the mall. It is not that I hate going to the mall… well, I guess if I am truthful, I really do hate going to the mall. If they had a nice good used bookstore, I might see my way to the mall more often and deliberately.
Apart from the mall, the Christmas season is a terrific time to be alive.
I love the Christmas trees. Go ahead and call it a “Holiday Tree” if you do not mind letting other people know how stupid you really sound. Solomon, in the Old Testament, had some of these people in mind when he wrote, “Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise: and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding.” (Proverbs 17:28 KJV). If it is a “Holiday Tree,” which holiday does it represent?
I love all the decorations associated with this time of year. Throughout the year, everything seems to be rather drab, but when Christmas comes along things begin to brighten up.
I love all the stories associated with Christmas. Yes, I know some of them are just stories made up; but every once in a while it is good to listen to a story. The fact that somebody has accused Santa’s reindeer’s of bullying poor little Rudolph only indicate that some people do not know the difference between fact and fiction.
Do not let this get out, but, Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer does not even exist. He is just a made-up character in a Christmas story. I know that will come as a shock to many people, but the truth is the truth no matter whom it hurts.
I love the music of Christmas. Particularly because 90% of Christmas music is religious. Go figure? Nothing is more inspiring than listening to a choir sing Handel’s Messiah. Of course, there is a danger that the wrong people will get a hold of this great piece of music and want to change the title. I am looking for someone to protest this and insist we call it, “Handel’s Person.”
The music of Christmas is uplifting and inspiring despite all the naysayers that seem to come out of the ground during this time of the year. I wish they would stay underground and celebrate whatever they celebrate with Punxsutawney Phil.
Dare I mention the food of Christmas? I’m going to anyway. The best thing about the food at Christmas time is that nobody, and when I am talking about nobody, I am referring of course to my wife, says, “You shouldn’t be eating that.” The beauty of Christmas food is that you can eat it whenever and as much as you like.
When I come back for my second slice of fruitcake and somebody looks at me I always say, “I’m starting my diet next month.” And I get away with it.
Speaking of fruitcake, it is the best part of the Christmas food frenzy. My biggest concern in this area is that the fruitcake has gotten a very bad rap by people who do not understand this delicacy. It is a very wonderful way for a person to get their daily portion of fruit. How nice of it to be mixed in with cake. After all, if the word “fruit,” is associated with it, it must be good, right? Everybody knows fruit is good for a person.
I take my portion of vegetables in carrot cake and my portion of fruit in fruitcake. This is the cuisine of the gods.
There is a very practical side to this fruitcake business. As I am picking up my fifth slice of fruitcake, I begin thinking about the New Year and how I need to add more fruit to my diet. As I slowly chew on the fruitcake, every aspect of my being is energized with glorious delight and goodwill toward men. After a few slices of fruitcake, I am in such a good mood that even the “Holiday Tree”
people do not bother me so much. Nothing comes between my fruitcake and me.
Christmas is the season to rejoice in God’s love for the world so much that he sent his only son, Jesus Christ.