Dr. Seuss
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store? What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?

Classic.

Of course, I agree with the Grinch. But I admit, I'm excited for the ribbons, tags, boxes and bags. Maybe it's having our own place, and the freedom that comes with that. We can get our own tree, make our own decorations, bake our own cookies, burn some sweet CD's, have our friends down for some caroling, stuff our own stockings... I'm just really excited for that "stuff" that has really nothing to do with that "little bit more" , but a lot more to do with a festive, fun, relaxing holiday from the day to day activities of being a student/ student teacher.

But along with that, I like the lovely reminder from G.K Chesterton

When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?

The beautiful thing about all of the above is that it's from God. A Holy God.

And amid all the clatter, clutter, and clamor that surrounds the holiday, the Voice of God holds our world captive. Christmas can never be isolated from that fateful moment in history when the angels sang the truth about The Christ. The reason for Christmas.

Christmas is the gentlest, loveliest festival of the revolving year -- and yet, for all that, when it speaks, its voice has strong authority.

Thanks be to God. W. J. Cameron gets it. We get it. The world better start getting it.