Well, I have taken quite a vacation from blogging, but for good reason, I hope. I’ve been working on a book manuscript and have submitted a proposal to a publisher. I’m waiting to hear. But I’ve been thinking about this blog and feeling ready to climb back into the saddle. Nearly at the same time, Pastor Robert Jefress, of First Baptist Church, Dallas, hands me something to think about. Perfect!
You may have seen Dr. Jefress on CNN this morning, answering questions about the controversial web site that lets people grouse about businesses saying “Happy Holidays” rather than “Merry Christmas.” The charge of cowardly political correctness lies behind this internet effort as well as the call for people to proclaim their faith openly.
Which made me think of a journal entry of John Wesley’s that I read just a couple of days ago. What was Mr. Wesley doing on Christmas Day, 1777? I’ll let him tell us: “Thursday, 25. I buried the remains of Mr. Bespham, many years master of a man-of-war. From the time he receive d the truth in love, he was a pattern to all that believe. HIs faith was full of mercy and good fruits; his works shall praise him in the gates.”
That’s it. A burial. Whatever else Mr. Wesley might have written in his private diary about this day, he mentions in the Journal only this one act, drawing attention to the legacy of a man who died full of faith in our Lord Jesus Christ.
This little historical snapshot reminds us of how modern our Christmas traditions are, therefore how odd some of our concerns are about how people celebrate Christmas. Though bits and snatches of modern traditions can be traced to more ancient times, most of what passes for Christmas celebrations these days are American traditions, most of which got started in the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. Remembering this point humbles and chastens our opinions about what should happen surrounding the day. And it’s especially good to remember that deeply committed Christians who are our forbears essentially did not observe December 25 at all. They were too busy burying people and doing other necessary things.
Without wanting to sound crabby or cynical or Grinchy or Scoogy, whether we say “Merry Christmas” or “Happy Holidays” seems ridiculously, embarassingly superficial as a way of witnessing to our faith in the Incarnation. Even our overtly religious expressions of Christmas these days are too laden with the wrong emphases. Which is why I can’t get too worked up about the stuff to which Pastor Jefress has drawn attention.
I do not want to set up some sort of false dichotomy with my fussing about Pastor Jefress’ concern over political correctness. Still, I’d rather have words spoken over my grave like Mr. Wesley said of Mr. Bespham, rather than that I “kept the faith” by setting up some web site that lets people gripe about whatever it is that they think other people are doing wrong with this time of the year.