humbug
Yeah. I’m a Scrooge. I hate Christmas. Not the holiday itself, but all the insanity around it. If we could just take a day and commemorate Christ’s birth I’d be happy, but that’s not what we do. I’d really like to just sleep through it this year, but that’s not an option. There’s family to visit, presents to buy, parties to attend…and I love to visit family, but not out of obligation or duty. I love buying people presents, but only when I see that perfect thing that I know someone would love and I buy it just because. And parties are wonderful, but not three parties every weekend for a solid month.
At least I convinced my family that we should pool our money and make a donation this year instead of once again spending money to buy stuff for people who don’t really need or want any of it. We’re already so wasteful in this country. We don’t need more stuff to set around our houses just because someone bought it for us. There are people in the world who have absolutely nothing, yet we sit and revel in our excess, complaining about what we don’t have instead of being humbled by the blessings that surround us. We think we deserve things…that we’re entitled to a certain standard of living. But that’s a lie.
Can I encourage the three people who actually read this blog not to buy into the lie? We don’t need more things, but there are millions of people in the world who need everything. Let’s never forget that.