Christmas on my mind

The biceps brachii muscle is given the name biceps because it has two
heads and brachii is the Latin word for arm. The juncture of these
two heads meet is where the pain begins and our story starts.

I clean off the roof of one hay shed each time we receive appreciable
snowfall. My roof rake is light, however the leverage of it’s length
makes it fell quite heavy. The constant strain on my biceps muscle is
the kind of keening, deep pain that demands my focus. It is like a
rock in the shoe of a man on a long walk, it drives out all other
distractions as it drives him on to greater efforts. The pain in my
bicep is almost like a mantra in that it starts me on a sort of
meditation in which I consider things on my mind.

Christmas is the subject upon my mind. And no not the sort of Black
Friday, Cyber-Monday, informance not Christmas concert,
all-inclusive, non-religious, Chrismahannakwanzaica
politically-correct Soylent Green cracker version of this sacred
birthday that is served up in mammoth helpings by organizations too
scared (and bullied by a vocal few) to celebrate Christmas. I allow
myself a few rants each year and that was my December indulgence.

I see the effect the occurs in a society where the meaning of
Christmas is slowly stolen away. People become depressed and tired
because they pursue a gift which they fail to realize is already is
in their possession. So many feel that they cannot enjoy the rapture
of Christmas unless they have an overwhelming emotional reaction from
gifts given, gifts received or parties they attend. The gift of
Christmas is not the feeling of accomplishment in the perfect gift or
party; it is the gift of eternal life. If we can understand what this
gift is then we can quit pursuing the shallow version of Christmas
you can purchase with your credit card at your local retailer. If we
understand that the only way to receive the gift of eternal life is
to realize we cannot earn it then we can quit meaningless actions to
earn the gift and simply accept it.

All of this said, I like Christmas traditions. Shared traditions
bring people closer together which will hopefully bring about love
and not contempt. The singer, Jimmy Jenson, always sung about someone
getting punched at their family Christmas celebrations while radio
announcer Gabriel Heatter ironically spoke “…and good tidings to
all men” in the background. I always hear people talk about how
Christmas is for the family and if that brings love then that seems a
noble pursuit. I think that most people do put their family first 365
days a year. This Christmas, on the birth of our savior, maybe we
could take one day to put Jesus first? I also think gift-giving is a
nice tradition, however I think a little moderation would allow us to
enjoy the tradition without the January bill and the accompanying
high-interest hangover.

A proper perspective on Christmas will make you a happier person. I
think an accurate perspective of this birthday will also lead you to
less stress, reduced high-interest debt, and fewer incidents of
assault at your next holiday get-together.

2 thoughts on “Christmas on my mind

  1. Thanks for putting the Christ in Christmas. Cogently written, captures the essence of the season-Jesus is the reason. Thanks. You should send this into The Forum for all to peruse and ponder. God Bless.


    1. Thanks, Jerry. I really appreciate your comment. Actually, I believe the Fargo Forum is still using my column on their internet site as that is where my brother in Carrington , ND reads my column.


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