Gift Packaging
I can not wrap a gift. When I do, it looks like the package equivalent of an extremely “bad hair day.” If a piece of wrapping paper is sticking out, I smother it with tape. I am able to use half-a-roll of tape to wrap a small jewelry case that holds a necklace. Gift bags were invented for dysfunctional packaging guys like me.
Last Sunday, in my youth Sunday School class, I gave the students a T and F test on what the Bible says about Christmas. Twenty-five questions were laced with falsehoods that sounded so true. For instance, weren’t there three wise men since we sing the carol “We Three Kings?” And, wasn’t the place where Jesus was born made out of wood because that’s what all the nativity scenes are made of?
I emphasized to my students that they were to answer according to what the BIBLE said. The results brought some reality to the hybrid Christmases our culture has created. If I would have updated my test as opposed to giving the one that I have had for three decades, I could have put questions on it about “Elf”, the movie; eggnog, Christmas tress, mistletoe, the Grinch, fudge, and fruitcake.
Like my amateur wrapping abilities, the Christmas many of us have come to believe has wrapped the Christ-child in so many layers of glittery paper that He’s been mummified. The truth has been expanded, and the expansion has become the dominant story. Scrooge is better known than the poor shepherds and the elves are on center stage more than the heavenly hosts who appeared to the shepherds.
If we listed the books of the nativity, some would inadvertently reply, “Matthew, Mark Twain, Luke, and John Grisham.”
I would say, “Bah! Humbug!”, but some might mistake that for being the words uttered by King Herod…as he watched “Miracle on 34th Street” with Rudoplh’s nose shining in he sky above.
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