No Need to Pillage the Village
Christmas shopping madness. I did about as much shopping that first week of
the shopping season as I could stand. And normally I can stand a lot of
shopping. But around that crazy season, I lose a lot of my stamina. Maybe it's
because instead of the Christmas spirit, so many people have more of a
bliss-less spirit. Zero glee. Even less patience. I was pretty sure I got
overcharged when I was out shopping, for instance. But I didn't say anything.
Why? Because, as my daughter pointed out, the sales person was a very sturdy,
Nordic-looking woman with one eyebrow and no smile and I feared her greatly. I
certainly didn't want to kick off any needless pillaging and/or plundering.
We need a Jesus-reminder every single step along the way as we celebrate the
season. Have you ever thought about the fact that on that first Christmas, there
was no shopping? Weird thought, isn't it? So I'm writing myself a note to not
let shopping become my season focus and to remember to celebrate the birth of my
King, Jesus Christ. Not "Vi"-king. THE King. What a wonder that Christ was born
as a less-than-sturdy human with our eternal salvation as his one purpose in
coming.
And that reminds me to celebrate the fact that there doesn't have to be any
pillaging. No need to plunder. Seize Christmas wonder.
Rhonda Rhea rrhea@juno.com