Tis the season for holiday cheer, Christmas joy, and festive memories that make this the happiest season of them all. Or at least, that’s what’s supposed to happen. The Hallmark Channel does the best job at capturing what the epitome of Christmas is designed to be in our culture: beautiful people with little to no real tragedies or crises to overcome where everything always works out in the end.
Yet there are three major dangers with swallowing whole this fantastical, almost mythical version of what Christmas is supposed to be. The first and most obvious danger is that Christmas isn’t about abstract ideas like love, joy and peace. We don’t celebrate the true meaning of Christmas when we all hug it out in the end. Christmas celebrates the birth of a child in the Middle East 2000 years ago, a child Christians believe to be the son of God.
The second danger in our modern fairytale version of the American Christmas is that it creates an unrealistic standard that few can live up to. We see nothing but joy and happiness ooze out of the Hallmark Channel, which looks nothing like the dysfunction and loneliness oozing out of ours. Promoting a false ideal of what Christmas is supposed to be about exacerbates the guilt many have because our lives aren’t as perfect as the ones we see on television.
But the first Christmas should fill us with hope, because the first Christmas wasn’t as perfect as we’ve always imagined it to be, nothing like what we’d expect to see on the Hallmark Channel. And if God could make something beautiful out of the mess of the first Christmas, then He can make something beautiful out of our messy lives today.