December 25 used to be one of my favorite holidays in the entire world.
I can’t stand it.
I love giving gifts, but the thought of buying Christmas presents for family and friends makes my stomach turn. It makes me feel dirty and messy inside like rot. It’s worse than acid reflux or a stomach ache you can’t explain.
The thought of sitting inside my warm house with my comfy pj’s on Christmas morning ignoring the fact that I’m gorging myself on food and family while some people have none of those amenities just makes me sick.
I’m sure you’re thinking that this all stems from my trip around the world last year – trust me, I thought the same thing. I prayed in that direction and tried to see if that little 11 month trip changed my heart on Christmas, but it’s more than that and started way before Chinta-Christmas 2012. I’ve been boycotting gifts for years – you can ask my mom because she always ended up getting mad at me when I told her I didn’t want some special gift waiting for me on Christmas morning.
There are the normal excuses – gifting should happen all year (which I am a HUGE fan of. I love Tuesday presents or “I found this and thought of you” gifts throughout the year rather than in-debting myself to Walmart in December), the real reason for this season is Jesus (which is true, but he wasn’t born in December and if we really think about His birth and the consequences surrounding it…it wasn’t such a happy time. Plus, the wise men didn’t show up until much later).
So, I just don’t get it. I don’t understand the Shelves full of Elves or the explosion of things that we don’t really need. That’s just it – the things we don’t need. We live in excess for the other 364 days of the year, so why binge-buy for ONE DAY in December?
Really, I think it’s the hype that gets me. It’s not Christmas itself – because Jesus is great – but it’s all the little things and the way that it’s steeped in tradition until it’s bitter, like Earl Grey tea when you leave it sitting for too long. There’s so little doing for others and so much more doing for self or doing for “just those few people that I love the most” and I can’t wrap my heart around that.
Also – I’m looking for some sort of volunteer opportunity on Christmas Eve, morning, or the day after in the Perry/Warner Robins area of Georgia. If you know of any, comment.