Down With Christmas

Bah Humbug!

I wish they would skip Christmas and go right from Thanksgiving to New Year’s Eve and the Alabama-Washington NCAA playoff football game.

Christmas is a bust. The retailers, corporations, airlines, malls and online marketers have put the grinch in Christmas for me.

Groups such as the ACLU, the Freedom from Religion Foundation, and the Americans for the Separation of Church and State and other godless groups engage in all-out assaults on Christmas. Their goal: take Christ out of Christmas. Some well-meaning churches wind up in court because they display nativity scenes. They rail against anything Jesus. They sanitize the true purpose of worship and praise.

Nowadays Christmas seems to be just a holiday not unlike Lincoln’s birthday or Groundhog Day. Christmas in our day is nothing more than a couple of weeks each year to make money. Entire industries depend on the month of December to determine their profits for the year. Am I against capitalism? Certainly not. It is the hallmark of our society. It is a way of doing business envied by countries around the world.ties

But capitalism, or our way of doing business, has helped destroy Christmas. I know: churches still have Christmas programs and churches declare the true meaning of Christmas. Pastors craft wonderful messages that poignantly remind us that the coming of our Savior is the reason for the season. My blogging friends compose wonderful posts about celebrating the birth of our Savior.

And for families this time of year also provides a good excuse for families to gather for fellowship and food. We see relatives we only speak to once a year. Some family black sheep seem civil, even cordial, at those once-a-year get-togethers. We bake cookies and pies and roast turkeys and fix cranberry sauce, binge and then snack all day. Then we complain about how bad we feel.

But where is Jesus? He’s not in Christmas as I see it.  At least He’s not in Christmas the way we “celebrate” it today. I’m tired of the decorations and the clatter and the pretty wrapped packages and the eggnog and the traffic and the cookies and the parties and the boring relatives and the expectations and the masks people wear and the “happy holidays” and the pretense and the phony well-wishers.

Know how I want to celebrate Christmas?  I want to go to those fields where the shepherds were staying. It was peaceful there that night. The sheep were bedded down. The shepherds were minding their own business. Probably engaged in quiet conversation about their sheep and their day and their plans for tomorrow.

I want to be startled by the angel telling me that this night my Savior is born, wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger. I want to be awed by the sky suddenly ablaze with thousands, maybe millions, of angels praising God and singing. I want to walk with those shepherds into Bethlehem following that star. I want to find that lowly manger and Mary and Joseph. I want to behold that sweet precious baby. I want to gaze upon that teenage girl who just delivered the child that will one day deliver her.  I want to spend my entire night just being with Jesus, marveling in His presence. Leaning over to watch Him sleep.

There is no sound, just my Savior breathing.

It is peace that passeth all understanding.

It is the peace this beautiful child will one day bring to me.

It is my perfect peace.

It is heavenly peace.

It is my Christmas.

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About Steven Sawyer

God blessed me with the gift of writing. Mom told me I wrote paragraphs in second grade when others were learning to write sentences. I spent more than three decades in professional writing gigs. For the past eight years I've combined my passion for writing with my love for the Lord. He and I write a Christ-centered, family-friendly blog to glorify God Monday-thru Friday at My wife and I have four grown children and two precious granddaughters we co-parent with their mom. I'm a Galatians 2:20 disciple of Christ seeking to allow Christ to live His life in me, through me, and as me.

9 thoughts on “Down With Christmas

  1. I am right there with you. I wrote a post very similar to this. I wish we could have a separate “JesusDay” instead of the trappings of pagan “Christmas” and merchant mania frenzy. After all, he certainly wasn’t born on this day, it was just Constantine’s political approach to make everyone happy. And Santa is spelled just slightly different form Satan.


    • I visited your blog. Love your stuff. Am following you now as well. WOW! What a testimony you have. I look forward to reading more.


      • That is very kind of you. But I am eclectic, so not all will be Christian themed. Coming up soon: My Restless Site Syndrome and Ode to the Commode. While I will continue to post Christian work, it will definitely be intersperced with humor and drama. Just a warning that I give to all blog followers!


      • Lori,
        Thanks for the warning, but not necessary. Yes, I am a genuine follower of Jesus, and yes, I read and respond to and follow lots of believers’ blogs. My professional background, however, is writing. I have been a professional writer for more than 30 years. As a result, I love to read good writing. I am not judgmental at all. I enjoy reading writers who can put thoughts down and express feelings and emotions that move me. And, yes, sometimes those movements happen in the commode (every morning, if I’m lucky) so I am looking forward to reading that piece. Of course I have my threshold of tolerance for film, television and writing I find offensive. But the choice to read, watch, delete, ignore or change channels is my responsibility, which I exercise when I feel the need. I am awed by the quantity of bad and sloppy writing I see today, especially on blogs. When I encounter a blogger who can put sentences together that express clear, thoughtful ideas, I’m going to read them. You, I believe are one of those rare ones who can express yourself for the enjoyment of others. A key ingredient for me is clarity. I don’t want to have to work to understand what a writer is trying to convey. I can breeze through your writing and I understand what you’re saying. To me, that’s a delight. A woman who works on oil rigs writes a blog that fascinates me. She has a unique perspective on life and on being a strong-willed woman working in a predominantly male profession. Some of her blog posts are about her walk with Jesus, but some are about things like backing up a 20-ton, fully-loaded 18-wheeler into a warehouse bay. At night. In the snow. You probably didn’t want to read all this but I felt compelled to share with you. God bless. And thanks for writing.

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      • No thank you…I hate to offend but I just have an oddball sense of humor, so I like people to know that not all of my content is Christian in nature. Some of my upcoming posts are extremely sad, but they are part of who I am and how I got here. I love the real posts as well, not that I am a stalker, but they make me think. Determining a person’s character is fascinating, and I am on several blogs that are very unchristian, but I see their pain, and when I can, I gently give some encouragement. Winning souls to Christ is sometimes accomplished one friendship at a time.


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