We need a new Virginia. We need the question to be asked again, and we need an editor to tell us the actual truth, again.
Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished. Entire editorial here>>>
Of course many would say that the editor was merely out to get readers, that he works for a dirty corporation and that he only wants you to buy more stuff.
Being in the Heartland, we are not told we can not say Merry Christmas to everyone we see. That we should be offended that the complete stranger doesn't know we are not Christian. We reply Merry Christmas and a Happy Yule. Or Merry Christmas and a Happy Chanukah. Or Merry Christmas. The media tells us that it is wrong, but we are a hard headed bunch with thick skin. It takes more than a wishful nicety to lay us on the floor bleeding.
In our neighborhood, everywhere I look, it's Christmas and it's Hanukkah. Or a Scrooge. Christmas means different things to different people. We do take issue with crucifying Santa Clause, but not a baby in a manger. We take the boys out to see the lights. One house has Santa and reindeer, the next has a nativity and angels and the next a Menorah . But it seems like many have forgotten what Christmas in America is about.
When we read news and opinions online, we tend to forget what is happening in our neighborhood. That our neighbors get along, and enjoy the season for what it means to them. So many different traditions for Christmas have melded together over the years. Instead we see articles written about how Christians hijacked a holiday from pagans. Then the same writers turning around and writing about how corporate America is to blame for the commercialization of Christmas. We read how America is no longer a melting pot, it's a salad bowl, and that we should allow people to have their own traditions without acclimatizing to American traditions, yet the same writer turns around and says how Christmas should be banned.
Christmas and Christian bashing is the new hot sport. You see it everywhere, online, on tv and in newspapers. But I look around my neighborhood, my closest town. And they celebrate Christmas, or Yule, or Chanukah in harmony. They greet each other with a Merry Merry. They have lights up depicting what this time of year means to them.
Christians should be allowed to celebrate Christmas. Christian faith says you should witness to other's. Christmas nativity scenes are part of that witnessing. If we ban that we should also ban, sufganiyah ( if you do I am coming after you), or the feasts and gift giving involved in Yule, Flashing lights, tinsel and colorful hanging ornaments used to celebrate Pancha Ganapati, or charitable giving (feeding the poor) as preformed by the rotating date of Eid al-Adha, and ban friends and family from gathering together to eat, drink as celebrating Shab-e Yaldâ dictates.
This is news to many of you, but old news to the long time readers, I am not a Christian. And I find no offense in Christmas. Small and Medium have been telling me that Christmas is Jesus' birthday. I say, yes, yes it is! I do not say otherwise. That is not my place in my children's life. No matter what I believe, it is not my place to take that away from them. I want my boys to grow up like my mother taught me. That no matter what your faith, you should be respectful to other's faith, and that you should seek out what is right for you. Not naysay or attack. Just last night, I read the story of the Birth of Jesus to my youngest boys. And no, I do not put the same importance on Santa as I do Jesus.
We need to remind ourselves that Christmas is a time to remember our neighbors. To celebrate the birth of a child and Mōdraniht (mother night) celebrating a divine mother. hmm. . sound familiar? So many things the same, yet the mud keeps getting flung.
As a devout atheist, my mother taught me the respect and appreciation of those around us. As a born again evangelical Christian, my mother taught me to love the sinner, not the sin. Lessons that should be taught across the board.
Our neighborhood celebrates Christmas in many ways, and the Grinches stay online.