I’ve been reading and struggling recently with Christmas and what it means for our family. This is the first year we’ve had a child old enough to understand Christmas and presents and Santa and Jesus and all the “stuff” that comes around every December. And we’re trying to figure out what we want our kids to remember this time of year and what we should be celebrating.
The other day, I was talking to a co-worker about the magic and wonder of Christmas with presents and Santa and how long you let kids believe the Santa stuff. And I didn’t know how I felt about it. I don’t really remember when I learned Santa wasn’t real, but I know I did believe in him when I was little. Is it lying to your kids? Aren’t we taking away from Jesus by filling in other stuff? Where’s the balance? Or should there even be balance? Is that the point?
Aaahhh. Too many questions.
Here’s a lady that is adding her two-cents to the discussion. I’m warning you, it’s pretty radical (and a little long). But that’s what we’re called to be, right?
And I don’t know where my struggle lies right now: am I trying to be too much in the world? Am I stubborn? Do I disagree? Is it too extreme? Where is Jesus in my Christmas? How do I want my kids to grow up celebrating Christmas? When did everything get so mixed and why is this so hard for me?