Showing posts with label holiday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holiday. Show all posts

Thursday, December 8, 2011

HAPPY HOLIDAYS or MERRY CHRISTMAS?


HAPPY HOLIDAYS or MERRY CHRISTMAS?
 
For me, either is fine, I realize and understand that deep down it is another person wishing me well during this season of celebration and giving.  I could let my little rant get mired down in the Bible, or the origin Yule.  But that is not my goal.
  
A season of giving should be a season of giving and I am personally partial to the phrase “Happy Ho-Ho!”
 
When pressed against the law, the separation of church and state.  Law is always going rule in favor of the state.    Well, it should, unless I’ve misunderstood the point. 
   
Zealots on either side of this make it an ugly situation and at the center of a person’s beliefs, the center of their home and family should not be altered by an alternate phrase that to me means the same thing.
  
If you say Merry Christmas, out of obligation, it’s misleading and possibly a lie.  If you say Happy Holidays out of your convictions, it is not misleading or a lie.  Both are enduring statements, bidding wellbeing to another, during this wonderful season that has gotten beaten down in the bickering of definition and religion.
  
So if your child happens to ask “Why don’t they say Merry Christmas?” Can you just say “Because they follow a different faith than we do.”? 
  
If you really think that Christmas is only about Santa and what they do or don’t say at the stores.  I’m kind of thinking that you got lost in the bickering somewhere.  It just seems to me that, especially on this topic, we keep forgetting what it means to share.  Sharing is not just for toys.  Sharing is also for time, seasons and our world.
  
Your family.  Your Home.  Your Church.
  
Our Store.   Our Street.  Our World.
  
Our Season of Giving. 
 
Happy Ho-Ho!!!!!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Easter – On High…

Easter – On High…


Mr. and Mrs. Supreme Being (specific names are not important to my point).

They have brought the family together for Easter Dinner. They have their son (they clearly don’t think about it like we do), they have the cousins, the aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, profits and disciples all together to enjoy the special day.

The Mrs. SB (Supreme Being) has set the heavens up perfect. Rainbows on every horizon, fluffy clouds where everyone needs to set and a good solid thundercloud to set dinner on.

They have all the usual disagreements. Mr. SB (Supreme Being) gets all upset when dinner is served. “We can’t be eating rabbit on Easter! What kind of message does that send?”

Mrs. SB (Supreme Being) yells back, “Talk to Gabriel, he caught it and he’s your little angel!”

Gabriel is just chuckling to himself.

They quiet down, just enjoying the day.

Mr. SB (Supreme Being) says “Let’s all take turns and share our most memorable Easter memory…”

Everyone gets real quiet as Jesus is just glaring at everyone from the far end of the table…

Mrs. SB hits Mr. SB (Supreme Being) with the kitchen towel, “I’ve told you and I’ve told you not to do that again!”

Happy Easter y’all!