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i don't get it any more. it just left me. why on earth do i celebrate christmas? why do so many people do it with so much gusto? why is the birth of christ still such a hit?

i love the whole Christ incarnate thing. i adore the acts of social justice, his life as a model of perfect living, and so on. this is more than a simple reflexed reaction to being tired of christmas being commercialized. why do i need to put so much emphasis on Christ's birth? to me it's about living, being a spirit in human form instead of a human with a spirit (or at least a healthy balance between those two views).

so, don't misunderstand. accept the fact that i am working towards something greater than allowing myself to be dragged into a routine that has gotten me to the point where i have to take 6 weeks out of every year of my life to celebrate a day that i appreciate but from which i don't get much out of as far as focus for my life.

how about we try to find out what day of the year Christ uttered the beatitudes, or when he cleared the temple steps of commercializing money-mongers? then we can celebrate those days and give gifts to each other and wonder in the backs of our minds (but NEVER aloud) how much theirs cost and if i'll get an equally-pricey gift in return.

nah, i think i'll stick to getting wrapped up in life - enjoying listening to God's creatures stirring on a chilly evening, watching the snow build up a little hill where it swirls around the corner of the deck steps, checking each day in the spring for how much more the leafbuds are blossoming from the trees - instead of getting wrapped up in "would you like that expression of your love and devotion to another human being gift-wrapped?"