I’ll admit it. In the past I have been somewhat of a scrooge when it comes to Christmas. My scroogeness was born out of all the trendy things to dislike Christmas for: over-commerclization, consumerism, Christmas cards, untangling lights to put on a tree, and mall parking lots. I was a part of the crowd shouting to focus on ourselves on the meaning of Christmas. Not the FoxNews crowd, but the cool – but not hipster cool – Christians who wanted nothing but Jesus and the incarnation at Christmas.
And then I had a child.
It is hard to be a scrooge when your two and a half year old is enamored by the entire season. [Read more…]