Christmas is a celebration. And that is appropriate. It should be. We celebrate the advent of our Savior. God has come to us in the person of Jesus, and that is worthy of celebration. But we have turned the celebration into glitz and glamour. Now we have television specials—Christmas at Rockefeller Center. Now we have commercialization and the task of “finding the perfect gift.” Now we have lights and decorations and Clark Griswold. And I’m the world’s worst. You should see the front of my house. There are probably enough lights to land a small plane on our driveway!
But in reality, Christmas is not about celebrating the glitz and glamour, and the bright and shiny, it is about celebrating the insignificant and the ordinary and the outcast. Continue reading