I give up on Christmas wishes…

It is so easy to get or give something material. My four year old nephew showed me today just how robotized gift giving really can be. I can not fault Matthew for that, thats how every four year old thinks, but what about those of us who really are capable of higher level thought and even mature emotional thought? Is the measure of importance now how many gifts you give or get or the total cost (the first part makes me chuckle thinking about the first Harry Potter book). I’ve heard so many people complain about Christmas music and how they’d like to slaughter the musicians thats sing it… you can end your tirade with an anecdote like “and a bah humbug to all!” but that really doesn’t make it funny or even acceptable. Christmas has become a depressing holiday filled with greed and perversion… its lost its majesty for me. I’ll grant you this is the first Christmas in years that I’ve spent entirely alone, but none the less it is still a saddening holiday.

Christmas was never about receiving for me (after the age of like 12). It was the family and friends (and others) sharing a time of peace. Tomorrow we’re supposed to celebrate the birth of the only man to walk this Earth pure of heart and free from sin and countless people are going to do that by looking at the person who gave them a gift and thanklessly ask for more… through words or mood or look makes no difference, so many people have lost sight of what tomorrow is about.

What saddens me the most is that when tomorrow is over only one person will have given me something that matters. Everyone else will have either written me off by “paying their dues” or simply not caring. Even worse, the only wish I have to make I don’t know if I want to… not that it would matter because it wouldn’t come true.

My rants for the holiday, may you not share in my dismay. God bless and protect you all and may He touch your hearts and give you a very merry Christmas. “Merry Christmas to all, and to all… a good night.”