‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
So the well known poem goes and next time I muse, Christmas will have passed…and I’m already wishing it was all over! This year in particular is proving extremely wearisome with Covid being mixed with the usual assortment of media overkill, rampant commercialism, excess of so many kinds, even in a Covid world. I usual tire of Christmas well before the day but this year seem even more wearing.
Maybe I am Scrooge come again but I actually want to shut the doors, much like he did, and wait out the season now.
But I won’t because there are other people involved in the Christmas that I will be having and at it’s heart isn’t Christmas about people. From the very first person who gave us Christmas it’s always been about people. The Christian world should celebrate Jesus and His coming, though I’m thinking it’s become a degree distracted on the way to the church. And Jesus, the Divine Invader, to repeat a term I used last week, came for people, filling His world with compassion, justice and love. So it is appropriate that others are at the centre of our thoughts and efforts at this time of year.
I guess I’m singing a song sung so many times in an attempt to draw attention away from the overfilled shops, the continuous round of Christmas movies on the TV and the multiple Santa Claus who have appeared. But reminded of the words of another song played at this time of year:
So this is Christmas
And what have you done?
One act of kindness this year could make a world of difference. A little money spent on the less fortunate rather than more gifts, excess food and drink, would make a different world as we head into the New Year. An hour spent heeding the message at the commencement of Christmas and the mission that followed might lead to a very different kind of year. And boy do we need a different kind of year!
Next Monday I’ll muse and the frenetic pace of the week yet to come will be over. All that money spent will now be being counted and so many will be vowing not to spend so much next year. Diets will be being proposed because we all over ate so much…again. And most of the gifts will have already been discarded.
Pogue please agree with me, we so, so need a different kind of energy at this time. The Spirit of Christmas has long been pushed into the fringes and those who profit from the season hold the centre stage. Do you understand why I feel as I do? Maybe I am Scrooge reincarnate but if I shut the door have I really missed so much?
Yours, going for a Covid test🥺🤞🏾