Ashley Willis
I LOVE Christmas. I had my tree up and house decorated before Thanksgiving this year, even though my poor neighbors could have probably done without the extra days of staring at our Christmas weiner dog inflatable or our obnoxiously large, twinkling, and waving snowman. I am giddy putting up all the decorations while watching all the sweet, sometimes cheesy, Christmas movies on the Hallmark Channel. The “Christmas in July” marathon that happens on a few channels during the summer doesn’t seem weird to me at all. I love the sparkle of the white Christmas lights at night, and I love watching, yes watching, that music television channel that has a crackling fireplace scene going while playing Christmas tunes. I can’t wait to go to all the Christmas services at church, ornament exchanges, Christmas parties, etc. Ah, yes. Christmas is my favorite!
With all of that said, there is a lot about the Christmas season that takes the joy right out of it, pushes Jesus to the side, and puts a big, obnoxious golden statue of a holiday gangster in His place. No, I’m not referring to Santa Clause. I’m talking about all the pride, greed, and bizarre behavior that many associate with the most wonderful time of the year. It’s got to stop right NOW.
And, here’s why…
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