Essay 2: Christmas

If you're like me, you may have heard the world's comments and evaluations of this time of the year. And one of the phrases that you hear a lot is the "Christmas spirit, we need to have the Christmas spirit."

And, of course, I began to think about that being somewhat analytical, just what is the Christmas spirit? I suppose there are a lot of potential answers to that question. To Scrooge the Christmas spirit was a ghost. To the liquor industry the Christmas spirit comes in a bottle. Some people feel that the Christmas spirit is somehow the truce that takes place in the family where nobody brings up the issues, the quarrels. I suppose for some people the Christmas spirit is expressed in a card that conveys a sentiment of well being.

One little boy suggested that the Christmas spirit is really contentment because that's what you need to be when you don't get what you want. For some people the Christmas spirit is an attitude of happiness found in the fellowship of friends, or the party spirit. For many, however, the Christmas spirit is not so trivial or so frivolous or so fun. For many the Christmas spirit is one of profound sadness, increased depression because all that is wrong in your life is then measured against the hilarity of the time and seems even more profoundly painful.

As a writer, I put this in a very personal expression of pain, "Christmas is a bitter day for mothers who are poor. The wistful eyes of children are daggers to endure. Though shops are crammed with playthings enough for everyone, if a mother's purse is empty there might as well be none."

And then ended with these words,

"My purse is full of money but I cannot buy a toy, only a wreath of holly for the grave of my little boy."

And Christmas is like that for some people.

For others it's a time for saying thanks for some very basic things. G. K. Chesterton years ago said, "When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings with toys at Christmas, why are we not grateful to God for filling our stocking with legs?"

Mostly though, I guess the spirit of Christmas is giving presents. Billions of dollars of worth as a result of people colliding and careening around in crowded stores, everything from nickel candy to multi-million dollar pieces of jewelry and everything in between and stuffing stockings and wrapping packages. And the spirit of Christmas, they tell us, is giving. And that's all right. I'm no Scrooge. I don't want to rain on anybody's parade. But I would just like to know what the true spirit of Christmas is?

Well, as always, the best answer to that question is to go the Bible. In Luke chapter 1 and 2, the spirit of Christmas really is written there as my aunt just said.