In participation with the Catholic Bloggers network, here is our article for the Keep Christ in Christmas Carnival.
Over the past couple of years, Deepertruthblog has endeavored to study on what date Jesus Christ was actually born, given that there is so much contradictory conjecture on the matter.
Engaging in this, we decided to keep an open mind and truly follow where the evidence led us. What resulted was a video that we believe makes an almost airtight case that Jesus Christ was, in fact, born on December 25th, 2 BC. Here is the video, should you wish to view it. At first, I basically agreed with those who said that it really doesn’t matter what day He was born on but now I am finding it more and more and more important.
The reason why is because it is becoming more and more fashionable to either claim that the day was chosen to cover a pagan feast or to claim that the whole thing is a complete invention of fantasy.
The birth of Christ is not merely an event commemorated, once a year, by a subjectively chosen date, it is an event around which all of history is centered. Jesus circumcision, and initiation into the Jewish faith happened on the eighth day of His life- January, 1st, 1 BC. All of time is measured by those 8 days, those events that happened before it, during and after.
If Jesus is a figment of our imagination, then Christmas should not be celebrated at all. When members of my own family have reduced this day to a day of presents that will break and trees that will die, it becomes an empty, soulless day of vanity and futility. On the other hand, if Christmas day is a real birthday of a real God-Man who was born to save me from the emptiness and despair of this valley of tears, then the star on my tree reckons a real sight beheld by the Magi and the angel recalls the very same who shattered the darkness of the night sky, electrifying the stunned and lowly shepherds.
Christmas is a day for the latter, not the former and I cannot comprehend the gall of those who would steal our day of light and forge it into their own barren and selfish image.
The kind and benevolent Saint Nicholas, a Catholic Bishop and a model of the love and kindness born this day, has been reduced to a peddler of high end luxury cars in a world where self-indulgence trumps self-sacrifice and the entire message of Christmas has been turned on it’s head.
Joy is not found in a Mercedes. Joy is found in the breaking news that thundered through the chilled air over Bethlehem. As the shepherds stared up, mouths open aghast with their breath visible in cloud like puffs, the bleating of sheep drown out with the roaring of Gabriel’s voice and a celestial choir soaring in song.
Fear not! For behold I bring you good tidings of great joy! For unto you is born this day, in the city of David, a Savior who is Messiah and Lord.
It gives me chills to imagine the ecstasy experienced by these men of lowly estate. I have a very hard time believing that even one of them would trade those moments for the prestige of owning a new Benz.
Why should we keep Christ in Christmas? Because how can you have a season that fulfilled the festival of lights without the light itself? How can you have a birthday party without the birthday boy? How can you have a season of hope, joy, truth and redemption without He who is the very fountain of all these things. How can you gaze in wonder at a emblazoned tree and not stand in awe at the author of life who animated it, but for a season.
How true were John’s immortal words that the true light came unto the world but the world did not know Him. He came to His own people but they rejected Him.
To those of you who do not accept Him and, out of stubbornness, will not, I shed a tear of sorrow. Yet, I still ask of you one thing. Create your own day. Call it whatever you wish and give whatever honor to whoever you will. If it be your desire, create a day of nothing where you can heartily and joyously celebrate the day on which nothing happened by anybody, to anybody, or for anybody, for no particular reason. You could commemorate it by walking around blindly in the dark, eating nothing, drinking nothing, feeling nothing and owing nothing. Do all this and more (or less, for that matter). All I ask is that you do it on any day other that December 25th.
Surely, out of the 365 days of the year, you can spare one where those who are filled with sorrow can feel hope, those who filled with guilt can find reconciliation, those who love and believe in Jesus Christ can worship and adore Him as real. As you preach to us of tolerance, how tolerant are you to demand we remove all our creches and stay silent with our hymns and well wishes?
You, who constantly push your secular views on us all of the 365 days, cannot tolerate driving past a park where cold spectators kneel before a small model of a stable marking our sacred day. Will you melt if you overhear someone say ‘Merry Christmas’?
Christmas is OUR day. Get your own and leave us be. We would will that you share in our joy but that is your call. What we will not do, is share in your misery. We the people who walked in darkness have seen a great light. We pray that you will one day see it. If you chose not to, know this- we will not let you douse that light. If you try, expect a fight.
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