Black Friday. Strikes fear in the hearts of many, while joy and jubilation in the hearts of others. Frankly, I can take it or leave it. Mostly leave it, I guess.
People racing and running to and through stores seeking and searching for the best bargain. In the limited driving I did today, horns blared, drivers cut in and cut off other drivers and then they gave each other the single finger salute.
I read a report where shoppers fought each other with tasers. There were other shoppers literally wrestling each other over something each had wanted. A news report showed one prominent department store that had actually marked up items that were on sale for less on Veteran’s Day. Another prominent store didn’t actually have a deal, but sold items for the same price that were for sale at any other time of year.
Hmmm . . . So much for “deals”.
I guess what bothers me is that somehow, we’ve lost the meaning of Christmas is about. We lost what Christmas is about.
Yes, I know there is joy in giving gifts. My wife, Kim, and I take one day and spend it together going over our kids’ lists, and then shop here and there for each other. We take another day and the four of us, Kim, Hannah, Emily and I go shopping. It’s fun. I love our Christmas, the time we spend together, the laughter and the joy.
Yet . . .
Is Christmas really about stress and strain? Spending sometimes enormous amounts of money on . . . stuff?
Or is Christmas about something else?
I don’t mean to sound like The Grinch. Really. I’m not against eggnog or Mistletoe. I’m not against buying and giving presents. I like wrapping them and surprising others with something they had always wanted. I’m not against caroling. I love Midnight Mass and candles. I love the Christmas dinner and time spent with and on family.
I just think it’s gone too secular. I think it’s somehow gotten a bit greedy. Maybe a lot greedy.
I wonder if we’ve lost the innocence of it all. I wonder if the purity is missing. Sometimes I wonder if we can . . . if we ever will . . . get it back. Something to think about . . .
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