Today I’m very excited to have my brother-in-law guest posting here. David Megill pastors in New Mexico and has recently published the book, The Hidden Life: Finding out why you matter. It is an AMAZING book, very poignant, very challenging, very encouraging, very hopeful. After his post I’ll be offering a giveaway of the paperback version of his book from Amazon, so be sure to enter and share it!


A Pastor’s Confession

I love Christmas.

Of course, being a Christian I do love most of all what it means in that context. The coming of Christ is truly the most startling and amazing thing in all of human history. As a demonstration of a loving God, there is no parallel; as a demonstration of an almighty God, it shows an astounding power for a transcendent God, a God beyond time and space, to be able to drop into humanity at a chosen time and place.

But as a pastor, I have a confession.

  • I love Rudolph.
  • And Santa, and the Grinch..
  • And little Cindy Lou Hoo, too.

I love the way other people love Christmas. I love the sometimes irrational, depthless way people decide to be nice to each other on Christmas.

I am sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come around—apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that—as a good time; a kind, forgiving charitable pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.–Scrooge’s Nephew, Fred

  • I love the Christmas Carol.
  • I love Christmas Carols too. I love the way people are singing praises to our Lord without even knowing it; big name stars singing worship music because it’s Christmas.
  • I love Christmas movies, and Christmas cookies. I love the way Starbucks will sell you the same cookie they had a week ago, but now it looks like a polar bear.
  • I love those polar bears we see on the Coke commercials this time of year too and the way Coke tries to corner the market on peace and harmony every year at this time too.

Such desperate attempts to find replacement reasons for the season are undoubtedly shallow and a little sad, but I love it.

I love it all because while we worry that Christmas is losing it’s meaning, the average American is desperately looking for that meaning. They look for it in family, music, gifts, special shows, special music, specialness. They look for it not because they are shallow but because they are not. They look in shallow places only because they don’t know where else to look.

I love it because this once a year, naturalistic people are free to remember that some things go beyond scientific proof: Santa Claus or Rudolph, an irrational desire to be good or nice, the pretense that food is without calories for one month of the year. All this really reminds those of us who know the truth that what we know is good. We remember again that what they want we have, and what they seek we can freely reveal. We remember that we are not mean or arrogant or controlling to want to teach them the truth of the Gospel. And for a brief window, we may find them actually willing to think about God as a baby in a manger.

I love Christmas because hiding behind every shallow attempt at Merry is one who was born of Mary.

I recently wrote my first book based on a a similar conviction to the one expressed in this Christmas blog. People love Christmas because something amazing is hidden in it. Similarly we are obsessed with stories, with finding beauty, sense and order in the events of our life because there is hidden behind it all a perfect story of the universe. People call this story different things, truth, love, beauty… Scripture calls it life. Believers and non-believers alike struggle with and search for life. We look in the wrong place in the wrong ways, and settle for truly miserable stories at times. According to scripture though, even though it is hidden from view, the real story of the universe is there, and life really is available. That’s why I wrote the Hidden Life. I hope it encourages, blesses and amuses you all at once.


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Blogs I might be linking to:
Menu Planning Monday, On The Menu Monday, Erin Branscoms, Marital Oneness, The Better Mom, Multitudes on Monday, Hear it On Sunday, Sharing His Bounty, What Joy Is Mine, Playdates at the Well, Back to School Monday, Domestically Divine Tuesdays, Time Warp Wife, Funky Planet Frequent Flier Club, Encourage One Another, Living Well Wednesdays, What’s Up Wednesday, Walking Redeemed, Legacy Leaver Thursday, Thought Provoking Thursday, Hearts 4 Home, Thankful Thursday, First Day of My Life , Thankful Thursdays, Thankful, Thankful Thursday Brown-eyed Bell(e), Big Family Fridays, Faith Filled Fridays, Feasting In Fellowship Friday, Homemaking Link-up Week-end, A Little R&R

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