A Shocking Christmas Confession
It’s December, that means if you are in church, you are hearing some version of the story of Christs birth. One thing most messages have in common is the lament that the holiday is isn’t about the birth of Jesus any more. It’s about shopping and not shepherds keeping watch, it’s about busyness and not a baby, it’s about “Jingle Bell Rock” and not “Silent Night.” Warning** Shocking Content Ahead I love almost everything about Christmas that has nothing to do with Jesus. Yep, you read that right. The day after Thanksgiving (not before, because that’s just wrong in my world) my husband is up in the roof getting the twelve boxes of lights that go up on the roof. At least one tree gets set up, and the everyday décor goes into the boxes the all the decorations come out of. I sing “Let it Snow” and “Santa’s Got a Hot Rod” at least once a day and there are never enough white lights for me. I love everything about Christmas that has nothing to do with Jesus. But wai