It's time someone finally does.
I declare war on Christmas.
OK maybe not.
But maybe I should; someone has to. At the very least I think we ought to start being honest about what Christmas represents and what America stands for.
What I mean is, and I say this as a Christian, we need to leave this argument alone and stop caring if someone says happy holidays or nothing at all because not only does it not matter, but it makes the rest of us look like idiots. I actually think the whole push to force Starbucks to make a special Christmas cup is stupid, as is getting upset when someone says Happy Holidays. As an American who recognizes the power of having religious freedom, it makes no sense to get up in arms when other people don’t celebrate your religious holiday.
And on top of that, Christmas is barely a religious holiday anyway.
First off, Jesus was most likely not born on December 25th and no one who’s ever done a modicum of research believes he was. I’m not going to write a dissertation on the origins of the date and the theories of whether we’re commemorating Saturnia or Mithra or whatever, you can look that up yourself. To be sure, no matter what someone blogs about all the research and calculations they’ve done to prove their date is the correct one, as far as I can see the odds are about 364:1 against, and about the same for any other day because no one knows when he was born.
And of course let us not neglect all the complaints about how it’s ‘become’ so commercialized, as though Christmas hasn’t been a commercial holiday for the past hundred years as evidenced by the body of content we have from back then.
Don’t get me wrong, I have no problem with holidays. As Paul taught the Romans, One person considers one day more sacred than another; another considers every day alike. Each of them should be fully convinced in their own mind. Romans 14:5. There’s no sense in hating Christmas on account of you’re not being a Christian, because Christmas was not, originally, a Christian holiday.
What I do like about Christmas, however, is watching my children tear open their presents and just have fun all day playing with them. I like the food and the way the whole house smells of yummy. And the drinks. I like the music and the colors, and driving around looking at the festive way people decorate their houses. I especially like seeing how my wife’s family celebrates the holiday and blending these traditions with my own family’s traditions to make new traditions. These things borrow from pagan holidays, I know, but they’re fun to do. If someone doesn’t do them that’s fine and I really don’t care.
As for Jesus, I celebrate his birth every day of my life; I don’t need a Christmas for that.