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Christmas is Literally Alive and Well

By: Dr. Skip Myers

EdgefieldDaily.com columnist
web posted December 12, 2005

Once upon a time in a land far away there lived a Christian named Christian. Christian lived in the quaint little village of Smooths Stution. Now Smooths Stution was known for its Christmas celebrations. People would come from far and wide to witness this holiday spectacle. The trees, oh, how they were treed and the lights, oh, how they were lighted. The stockings, oh, how they were stocked and the carols, oh, how they were caroled.

One Christmas as Christian made his way trough the village whistling a merry Christmas tune, he saw a group of villagers gathered in front of Joyce Robbers business. The faces of the people were twisted in the most inquisitive expressions as they peered into the store window. Christian politely made his way through the crowd and pressed his nose to the cold glass. The coldness of the glass could not begin to soothe the shock of what Christian saw. For there in the store window in big red letters above the brightly wrapped presents were the words, “Happy Holidays.”

Just what did they mean by “Happy Holidays” Christian wondered as he scratched his head? Didn’t they know that this particular holiday had a name? It was obvious by the clamor around him that many others felt the same way about this mysterious change in titles. But being a Christian, Christian decided to give the local merchant the benefit of the doubt. Maybe they just didn’t realize how important the holiday’s name was to most of the residents of Smooths Stution. 

Christian left the clamor to the clamorers and went on his way continuing to whistle his merry Christmas tune. Each person he met, he greeted them with a hearty, “Merry Christmas” all the while pondering the scene at Joyce Robbers store. Well, that scene soon caused a great scene throughout Smooths Stution. Stutioners of every size and age were clamoring a clamor never heard before. They shouted at the store window and refused to enter the store. They said the most unChristmas-like things about anyone who worked there.

A great town meeting was called to meet about this scene. The great hall was filled and yet divided. There were those who liked the scene and said the scene was very scenely. There were those who opposed the scene and said it was most unscenely. And there sat Christian silent and sad. Suddenly, the doors of the great hall flung open and in paraded Joyce Robbers herself. She was adorned like one of the kings in the nativity scene that up to this year had been in the window of the store. The store that used to be owned by kindly Mr. Yule.

Ms. Robbers came to the front and was given the floor. She cleared her throat with a most threatening clear. “I don’t understand all the clamor here. My store has done no wrong. We only seek to get along. We want everyone to know we wish them well. But we can’t promote things like heaven or hell. After all, it’s just another holiday. You can’t expect to always get your way. The scene stays I say. Now, forget this clamor and go on your way.”

Part of the hall erupted in applause while the other side sat in shock. Christian listened and bowed his head. The people around him cried out in pain, “They’ve taken away the reason why we celebrate. We must stop this before it is too late. If we allow it to spread then Christmas is dead.”

Christian raised his head from prayer and stood to speak to those that were there. “You cannot kill that which came to bring life. You cannot silence that which brought peace in the midst of strife. The more they try to silence the name, the more we can bring Him greater fame. Call out His name amidst the fight and all you do is brighten the light.” Christian left his seat and walked down the aisle and stood before Joyce Robbers. “Merry Christmas Ms. Robbers.”  to which she replied, “Happy Holidays sir.”

“You see what I mean,” Christian said, “You cannot make the eternal dead. So brighten the light wherever you go and live your life so they may know; the Lord of Christmas has suffered no loss; there is no power greater than the cross.”

Suddenly, throughout the hall there came one angelic voice singing, “Joy to the world the Lord has come.” The divide disappeared and one by one everyone smiled and joined in the chorus. Christian turned and to his surprised Ms. Robbers was singing with a smile on her face. The dark is never dark when someone holds the light. You see, the light, will always shine bright.
Merry Christmas To All!


Dr. Myers is Pastor of Smiths Station Baptist Church, Smiths Station Alabama and a former Youth Minister of Sweetwater Baptist Church (1981-1986)
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