
Max always knew!
In recent years, I’ve discovered a new meaning/interpretation of the Grinch and his experience. Perhaps others of you have always known it, but the main focus of the story for me now is the actual realization that Christmas really isn’t about all the trappings and commercialism.
I’ve always known this, of course, but it was an easy thing of which to lose sight especially during the young years of my family. For me, as a Christian, Christmas is about the birth of my Savior, Jesus Christ, but I’ve also always been sucked into the trappings of the season. We have to get the tree. We have to get presents for everyone on our list. We have to perform in church and all around the town at least half a dozen times during this month… There are concerts and services to attend, parties… And then, if you still have kids in school, there are all the sporting events thrown in on top!
How easy is it to fill those little squares on the calendar of this month? Do we allow this because we see it as preparation for the event? Isn’t that what Advent is all about? Whew!
A few years back now, I came to the same conclusion that the Grinch did…
“And he did hear a sound rising over the snow.
It started in low. Then it started to grow.
“But this sound wasn’t sad!
Why, this sound sounded glad!
“Every Who down in Whoville, the tall and the small,
Was singing without any presents at all!
“He hadn’t stopped Christmas from coming! It came!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
“And the Grinch, with his grinch feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling. “How could it be so?
“It came without ribbons! It came without tags!
It came without packages, boxes, or bags!”
“He puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before.
“Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store.
Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more!”
I called a halt to the craziness (well… as best I could). The only thing in this busy month over which I have any control, is my attitude. I am still part of all the musical groups at my church by choice and we still go wild, performing this month. I am willing to be part of that. Sometimes, that stress still gets to me and I have been known to suffer a melt down with tears over the silliest of details. :/
Again… back to my attitude… I have decided! Christmas is coming. No matter what happens. No matter how crazy the calendar looks. No matter if there are decorations on the tree. No matter if there are presents under it. No matter if cookies have been baked. No matter if I’ve attended every party to which I’m invited. The Grinch was right. The day we celebrate the birth of Jesus, will happen without preparation… without craziness… without stress… It just happens. We can choose to celebrate that fact whether we’re “ready” or not. Really… the only place we’re asked to prepare, is in our hearts.
I invite you to take one evening during the next 10 days to turn off the lights, light a candle, get out a nativity set (call me if you need to borrow one), sit on the couch with a nice warm beverage, turn on the lights of the undecorated tree (if you’ve had the time to hang the lights or buy the tree!) and think about the lesson of the Grinch. “Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more!”
8And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. 9And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. 10And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. 11For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. 12And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. 13And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, 14Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. — Luke 2:8-14
“And that’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown…”