‘Tis the Season
When did Baby Jesus being born in a manger by a virgin turn into a fat man wearing a red suit, long lines at stores, and tacky lawn inflatables? God sent His Son to earth in the form of a child so that He could later die as a sacrifice for our sins, so we put up decorated trees in our houses and give one another gifts?
I’m not innocent here. I, too, get caught up in gift giving and enjoy decorating my apartment. I’m not trying to bah humbug the holiday. Really. I love Christmas, and the spirit of joy it brings, but its true meaning has become so disgustingly diluted.
‘Tis the season…