Christmas is the best time of the year for me. I normally start the month of December by playing Christmas carols. It’s a happy time of the year because it gives me a good reason to get connected with all the people I want to get close with and stay close with. But this December, I dragged my feet. I just wasn’t in the mood. It was only after the first few days of December that I took out a CD from my Christmas collection one morning and decided, “Alright, let’s listen to it!”
As the music played in the background, I settled down into my sofa, pensively sipping coffee. My thoughts were faraway, and for the first time in many, many years, I wasn’t looking forward to Christmas. I wasn’t in celebratory spirits! Same old, same old! I thought Christmas would be better if I enjoyed it by myself! Put my legs up, stretch myself out on my sofa and watch some TV or read a book — by myself — complemented with a glass or two of good wine! It didn’t seem like too bad an idea. Just as I was beginning to warm up to it, I, suddenly heard the words of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen playing on the CD player. It is one of my favourite carols and, I guess, in the mood I was in, it wasn’t surprising that it caught my attention. The words rang out, heartfelt clear, urgent, resonant.
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Savior
Was born on Christmas day …
… let nothing you dismay! I thought: the carol writer knew — even in his day — that there would be people at Christmas who wouldn’t — or couldn’t — enjoy the season. Sweet soul he was — the author of the carol is unknown — he was sensitive to the human condition and reached out to them through the centuries by simply reminding them to remember that “Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas Day.” That was the significance of the season — “Remember, Christ, our Saviour was born on Christmas day!” And with that comes all the meanings that make our lives count.
Moved, I realised that it is alright to be blue during Christmas. But, though blue, when we remember that “Christ, our Saviour was born on Christmas day!”, that alone is worthy of celebration.
My spirits lifted. I got up from my sofa and started planning what to do for Christmas. The first thing I did was to get new Christmas CDs and I have been enjoying myself listening to them in the mornings. Then, I thought of a couple of people I could spend time with. I may still spend Christmas by myself, but I would have spent time with some people I don’t usually spend time with and done things for others, and that would be my way of passing the Christmas cheer around!
Christmas is to be celebrated. Even when we are down in the dumps, when we remember Christ, we will find something in Christmas to celebrate. Some may be unable to celebrate. Those of us who can, should do something for those who can’t. If we can’t, we can always pray and trust that our Lord will intervene. And, those who can’t celebrate Christmas, remember Christ was born on Christmas day and take comfort in that, and persevere, for perseverance is a fruit of the Holy Spirit and in His time, He will bring us out of the dark into the light.
So, here’s to all of us who will be going through a blue Christmas! Whoever you are, where ever you may be, remember, Christ was born on Christmas day (not December 25. Whatever the date, it was Christmas day)!
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy!
Writing this post, my blues are gone!