Remember your last high school homecoming? There may have been a huge pep rally where the entire school crammed into the bleachers of the field house. The band played upbeat music, the cheerleaders led the school in joyful chants, and the faculty got up and roused the school to cheer for your team. Well, multiply the number of supporters by a million, add six weeks to the time spent in the field house, and we have Christmas in America!
As we bustle through the malls and shops, we are serenaded by the reminder that this is the time of year we celebrate the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ. Every shop seems lavishly dedicated to reminding us that this is that glittery time of year.
Now, the shops in that mall may have their eyes focused on our wallets, but in this most wonderful, hectic, glorious time of year, we may each have our own eyes focused on the real reason for the season. We can view each carol over the PA, each glittery poinsettia, and each silver bell as a reminder that Jesus came to earth as a sacrifice to us, to live among us, and lead us toward the kingdom of heaven. It is our choice.
A pep rally is meant to inspire and encourage us. This year I am turning tables on the commercialism of Christmas to use each and every opportunity, every card sent, ever gift wrapped, every cookie baked, to inspire me and encourage me to remember heaven, and by what means we are able to enter.
Thanks, Macy’s, thanks Target, thanks TJ Maxx, for providing the tools for this year’s pep rally. The true meaning of Christmas lives on. Have faith.