Hi there! Well, I have been moved this morning to blog again. Today is the day. Today is Christmas. All of this mad rush for the last for weeks have been leading up to this. Last night, I stayed up late watching rifftrax. It was a really fun way to anticipate the holiday. I woke up this morning, and I got more than I bargained for.
I got that primal urge, where I hoped the largest presents were for me. Now that I am older, I look for different things in this holiday. I look forward to time off, reflection on the year, cozy nights by the fire, the cool winter air, a modechem of good spirit in the air. I still enjoy seeing what my family will give me for Christmas, though.
This year, I got a new razor (the old one was busted), two new books, one of which was in Spanish, a new set of pajamas, which I think make me look more buff, two new collared shirts, a new notebook for writing in (for the most happiness, all I need is one of these and a pencil/pen), and a new iPhone 4s. I loved getting all these things, but I was interested in seeing how the other people would like what I got them. That part of Christmas has become more important to me recently.
When I went to church this morning, as I sometimes do with family, I realized something. There are two levels to the christmas holiday. First, there's the literal Birth of Jesus, which Christians celebrate. Then there's the gift-giving and community, which, it seems to me, is more universal than one religion. Many people who are not Christians also take part in the festivities.
I thought, with all of the things that I have learned over the past year, what the churches talk about at christmas is starting to make sense to me now. When you're young, and you hear older people talk about deep religious things, most of it can fly right by you. As you age, though, you begin to understand what they mean by it. It's like learning a new language, in a way.
I am now beginning to understand that things can seem like they are contradictory, but they are actually important truths. Good people can have bad sides of themselves, and bad people can have good sides. Our beliefs are not just about absolute authorities or about total freedom. A way of life can be about love and force, moral judgement and understanding, accepting and changing people.
My big breakthrough this year has been that once I came to accept my solitary, introverted side, I was able to reach out and understand people a little easier. I am still beginning to do that now, and my hope is that in 2012, I can discover as much as I have this year. Because of this, I know that maybe because Christianity and the Bible have endorsed and encouraged violent, cruel attitudes, they may not be wrong, or invalid or dangerous to the human community.
This morning, I was greeting people after the service, and I went up to a guy who was disabled. I don't know what his physical problem was, but his limbs were quaking and he couldn't talk well. I told him "Merry Christmas," and he said likewise to me, and his words were garbled.
As my family and I were walking out, my father and grandfather were talking to a cleaning guy out front. Dad was telling him how he thought cleaning people were really important, since they made a difference in the times he visited New York. He asked the man how much he worked, and he said he worked two jobs, in between those working seven days a week, nearly sixteen hours most days. That's life in lower-class America these days, where you have to work longer, and more stressful hours, for less of a living.
As we walked on, I thought, that was a really cool thing to do. This is the way Christmas should be celebrated, I believe. We should pay attention to those that we usually look past in our lives. Often, people focus on their own social circles, and there are certain people that fade into the background. I like to notice the people that are in the background, that few other people seem to notice. I think they rarely get the recognition they deserve. If it is welcome, I think it would be good to talk to, or pay respect to people who do odd jobs, or are otherwise marginalized from the social mainstream. I like doing this, whenever I can.
While today has been a brilliant and wonderful day, there are some down sides. The main downside of Christmas is the euphoria crash in the afternoon. For me, christmas afternoon and evening used to be really sad and depressing. Christmas Eve has the on-edge, sometimes hurried feel to it, and then the morning is filled with joy and the festivity of present-opening. The rest of the day is a come-down from that jovial anticipation of the previous four weeks. The late afternoon and evening are usually sad, because the "holiday spirit" is leaving now. Soon we will be back to our stressful lives, the decorations will go back into the garage, and the tree will be thrown away, like the mob "whacked" it.
So, let me just say this. As we move from Christmas to that down period at the tail end of December, between Christmas and New Years, save a little piece of the spirit. The spirit of "good will toward men " should not be something we put up for a few weeks and then put away the day after Christmas. I find it sad that people seem to view it as such. Not to evangelize too much here, but the sermon today was about the gift we would give Jesus not only today, but for the whole year to come. So I hope you give the world a gift, starting today, each day in this coming year. I hope you have had a wonderful Christmas, and the reast of it is merry and joyful, and may the same be true of all days this year. See ya!