It is that festive time of year to begin the joyful (sigh) process of “hanging the greens”. This, of course, means that for me to begin the process, I am going to have to face “the closet”. The closet that houses my pathetic overflow of clothes that won’t fit in the closet in my own bedroom, but now also consume the closet that was my daughter’s before she married. The closet that convicts me that I might have a problem with hoarding. The closet that dashes any pride I have in being an organized person. The sad thing is that “the closet” is not the only place that I have to rummage through to get to my Christmas decorations—there is also the basement and garage. Even the Christmas music doesn’t set me in the mood for this task.
Facing “the closet” is not the only reason that I stall from the whole decorating thing. There is the emotional effort it takes to reconcile Christmas, the American way, with the simplicity of God’s design in Christ’s birth. How does my celebration of the birth of God’s son fit into His design?
He chose a manger and entrusted the care of His son to a poor couple who could not even afford a lamb, but had to bring a pair of doves or two young pigeons as their offering when they brought Jesus to be consecrated, a symbol of their poverty (Luke 2:24). The Lamb of God did not have a lamb to present at his dedication. I can only imagine that this particular act of presenting Jesus to the Lord was probably a milestone for the baby book at that time and even God’s own son did not have parents with status to provide a lamb at His consecration.
God chose such simple and humble beginnings for the early childhood years of His son and an even more humble lifestyle of homelessness for Jesus’ adult years. He chose to weave His DNA in such a way that Jesus did not have physical attractiveness (Isaiah 53:2) and allowed Him to live a life of oppression, sorrow and suffering during His time in our world and Jesus willingly surrendered to His father’s plan.
There is so much about God’s character and His will revealed in the Christmas story. The Word truly becomes flesh and displays to us His ways and this commands us to worship. We must consider how the Christmas traditions imposed on us by society hold the potential to hinder worship and seek to weave worship into every part of our celebration.
So…as I hang my greens, I will hang them in such a way to create an environment of worship, not just satisfaction with my decorating abilities. When I shop, I will consider what is reasonable and question whether my spending reflects worship and would please God and Dave Ramsey. I will also worship by considering how I can use my resources to bless the poor which seem to be God’s favorites.