The Real Reason for Christmas
The story is told of a salesman who was bragging about his skill in making the most extraordinary sales. He said he once sold two milking machines to a farmer with only one cow. “That’s not so silly,” one of his fellow salesmen said, “Maybe he bought the other one in case the first one broke down.” “Maybe,” said the first salesman, “But he gave me the cow as a down payment.”
I thought to myself as I considered that story….How much like that farmer much of our society is at Christmas. With their removing of the traditional religious songs from schools. With their tearing down nativity scenes from public places. I’ve often thought: what’s the point of those people celebrating? What’s the sense of buying all those gifts?
IF NOT FOR THE PURPOSE OF OBSERVING THE GIFTS THE WISEMEN BROUGHT TO THE CHRIST CHILD…
IF NOT TO OBSERVE THE GIFT THE HEAVENLY FATHER BROUGHT TO THE WORLD?
The world, often times, calls us fools for believing God’s son was born of a virgin in a cattle stall….all while they buy milking machines without owning a cow. They have a shiny, joyous holiday with no real reason to celebrate it. Think about this for a moment: These people say, “We are offended by the religious overtones of the holiday.” Yet, they are right there participating in the joy brought by the holiday.
When doing my master’s work many years ago, I took a counseling class at the graduate school at Wichita State University. The class was on a particular theory of counseling which championed employing empathy as its major tenant. I wrote my final paper on how those very principles and practices were first practiced by Jesus. In essence, they took the best of Jesus and put another name on it. That’s the same thing the world does today. They take all the warm and fuzzy feelings of Christmas, package it in their own package, and call it theirs. But, friends, is Christmas really Christmas without Jesus? Let’s make every effort to not get so caught up in the lights, the smells, the gaiety, and the excitement of the season, but rather in the person it is all about. If we don’t, we’re just like that farmer, all machine and no cow.
~ Kim Beckwith