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Christmas Demons

Friend or Foe?

Seek darkness and you will find it – even in Christmas.

“Do you know when Jesus Christ was born?” the man at my door asked.

“Sure,” I replied. “He was born in spring. Personally I believe it was April 6th to be exact.”

The man blinked, but then shrugged. “Well, yes, spring time. So do you know why we celebrate His birth on December 25th?”

From the paper in his hand and the intonation, I knew he hadn’t come here to discuss warm fuzzies or ask for donations. He was utterly serious and somber and it wasn’t hard to figure out where he intended to steer the discussion.

Maybe it’s the writer in me that is fascinated by the darker sides of things, but I’m well aware of the season’s pagan past, as well as many of the demon shadows linked to common traditions.

I’m no expert in the field. I’m more of a googler really, you know, those people who google terms, open a ton of random tabs and read anything that looks interesting. However I doubt that the skeptics have left a single Christmas element unquestioned. It would seem snowflakes aren’t the only little white things that pile up this time of year. And you know that sentiment that he who tells white lies soon becomes color-blind…

Perhaps the line “Ignorance is bliss” is all about Christmas. The more time spent in such topics, the less one likes the season and more shadows one sees. Or maybe it’s just me.

But I certainly didn’t need this man to come knocking on my door in order to save me from my ignorance, or to strip it away in front of my curious children. Seriously, what a way to dump mud on your favorite dessert, huh?

Which is why I will not discuss the particulars involved. If you are one of those rare unaware types but must find out for yourself, then I’m stunned. You are welcome to research it on your own. I’d recommend Jan. 2nd so that you have an entire year to make your peace with the season.

So, how did I reply to the gentleman at the door?

I looked him straight in the eye and said, “Hope.”

His brow bunched as he stared at me.

“It is the middle of winter and the darkest time of the year in terms of length of daylight. Historically this is the time when it is the coldest, the world is dead and people are praying they have enough food to survive until spring. A long year has ended and a new looms. We desperately need something to celebrate, to brighten the days and give hope to last until spring. That’s why so many different cultures create holidays around winter.

The Star of true Hope

“For Christians, there is no greater source of hope than Christ Himself. Spring got Christ’s Resurrection, His victory over Death. True, we could celebrate His birth anytime. Some could say we should remember it all year around, but as a holiday, what better time than what is historically man’s darkest hour?”

The man stared at me and stumbled for a response. I’d like to say he smiled and abandoned his intended topic, but he didn’t.

On the other hand, I don’t remember a word of what he said from that point on. I was too busy mulling over what I had just said. You see, perhaps one of my best and worst traits is that I have a big mouth. Time after time when I have been in the right place, seeking to do the right thing the best I can, when I have opened that mouth, God has filled it. In those moments, I lay no claim to the wisdom spoken. Usually, it’s stuff I’ve only just barely started learning or views that I hadn’t even considered beforehand.

I don’t know if that man gained anything from that encounter, or if he ever thought of those words again and frankly I don’t mind if he didn’t. Because I know that those words were for me. In it, I finally think I found the key to my own peace regarding this crazy time of year.

The Christmas holiday isn’t perfect. It’s flawed with what might deem a dark and sinful history – sort of like each one of us before we turn to Christ.

God doesn’t love us because we are perfect – or expects it. It doesn’t matter how black our past is. Just like the sinner, if sincerely turned over to Him, I have watched God use the season to touch hearts, do miracles and bring to pass His will on this earth.

I believe that no matter how weak, flawed, scarred or evil – if we can just focus more and more on Christ, trusting in Him, He can heal, use, guide, redeem and purify both our Christmas Holiday and our hearts. There is never any shame in praising Him. Nor can any force on earth steal that away if you give place in your heart and life to Him.

May you enjoy your Christmas Season without doubts or fears, but look to the one pure source of love, joy and Hope.

About Ren Black

Part-time novelist. Weekend artist. Full-time Mother. Ex-poet. Perfectionist by training. Compulsive researcher sporadically. Prone to fits of linguistic commentary Unorthodox Renegade occasionally. Sarcastic by habit... Dreamer Always... Consider Yourself Warned

9 comments on “Christmas Demons

  1. Thanks, Ren, that was awesome. I would pay to have seen that guy’s face, and can totally imagine him blowing it off to finish his spiel. Way to let God fill your mouth on that one! And a hope filled Merry Christmas to you!

    • It was pretty fun to trip him up. I must admit to being the type that loves toying with those clinging most stubbornly to rote patterns. Besides, I resent the assumption that I blindly follow society and don’t actually think for myself.

      Thanks, Tim.

  2. I love it when that happens. And we may not be able to see the seed, but it most certainly is there.

    “It doesn’t matter to me if Christ was or wasn’t born on the 25th of December. We celebrate a
    tradition on that day. Much like the traditions of my ancestors. Or yours. No, all that matters is that He WAS born, and that He died for me.

    And that He did. The day is really of no more importance to Him than the 24th, or the 26th.

    You boggle your mind with such trivial debates. Don’t do that, man. Just live. Being “right” isn’t all that it’s made out to be.

    I’m Tymothy Longoria, and I approve this message.”

    Word.

  3. Wonderful thoughts, Tym…and I stress the “wonder” part of that statement. Thanks so much for sharing that great reminder of how we can focus on the hope and not on the pagan worldliness that interweaves the cultural nuances of our “holidays.” Merry Christmas!

  4. You know, some will claim with equal sureness that Jesus was born in the fall, either September or October, and probably on the Day of Atonement. Others will claim with equal sureness that the “myths” are wrong, that Christmas has always been celebrated on the December 25 and that has always been the day the church fathers said that Christ was born, clear back to “the first or second century” and claim that it has nothing to do with the pagan holidays around the same time that in some cases also had practices suspiciously similar to our Christmas traditions. 🙂

    As for the jerk at the door, he needed pointed to Romans 14 and Colossians. It is a matter of personal conviction whether to celebrate any holiday or keep all days the same, or whether to keep the Sabbath (Saturday is the day the bible writers all meant, mentioned because that is another point of dispute that sort gets ensnared in strife over.)

    • True, there is plenty of debate all the way around, and plenty of reasons why the debates remain. I was not giving an absolute, but merely my personal belief. I have my reasons but another time perhaps.

      And yes, I expect that gentleman would get rather opinionated about the debate over the Sabbath day, too. We all take our stands somewhere, drawing lines in the sand. Such is human and I take no offense by others being fully confident that they are right – even when it’s different from my views. Let them worship how and when they may.

  5. I love what you told him, Ren! Way to go! (and Way to go, God! –for putting that in Ren’s mouth and letting her speak it for you!)

    HOPEfully, this man go home and think about that-and maybe his message will change as well.

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