Xmas

About thinking about Christmas, a thought passed my mind of it being a “Roman” holiday. After all, it seems to me that the Catholics were the ones who pushed Jesus’ birth to the 25^th of December. So, yeah, I thought. Christmas is a Roman holiday.

Seems innocuous... seems legit.

Kinda interesting in a morbid way that a Roman holiday is when a person is butchered to give the crowd some sick pleasure. Thank you, dictionary!

But it’s not about Christ being butchered, is it? It’s about his birthday right?... or is it?

‘Cause, whenever I hear about people talking about the so-called “Spirit of Christmas”, I hear stuff like it’s about happiness, and love, and family, and giving, and harmony, and all kinds of stuff that are good... but I don’t hear Jesus nor Christ...

It’s supposed to be “Christ’s Mass”, right? Derived from Old English?

Frankly, I don’t believe that Jesus was born on December 25... That this Christmas thing is just a Catholic move to make the ancient people forget about some Roman pagan holiday...

But still, I don’t think we’re doing this right! I thought, even as an atheist back then, that this day ought to be for Christ, hence the name of the day... that a day allotted for him once a year should at least be celebrated for him.

The Catholic propaganda apparently didn’t work out... for both Christ and Sol Invictus were scrapped in favor of Santa Claus, who had a much better marketing scheme. I mean, why celebrate someone else’s birthday when you could be the one receiving the gifts?

I’m sorry, St. Nicholas, but your noble saintly life filled with sincere generosity has made the world forget about the birthday boy. Now, the Savior’s day is filled with plights of kids cursing their parents for disappointing them of their hopes of getting their hands on some iPad 2’s or some gaming consoles, or whatever luxury “needs” they are. Oh, Twitter and Facebook could testify for that!

The world is still about the ka-ching ka-ching and the ba-bling ba-bling.

Well, Jesus is corny anyway. He is uncool, and for the religious nutcases only... so let’s just cross out his name instead and call this day Xmas, shall we?

...sigh.

The Catholic church seriously has some explaining to do... and oh, sorry for the one-sided rants to push the blame on you. It’s unfair. I believe the whole Christendom owes the world some heartfelt explanation. Although I think our side of Christianity is doing a good job at this. (One-sided indeed?)

But hey, this post is not about sparking some debates... no... this is not about brainwashing non-adherents to fear and tremble before the dogmatic day....

I just want to express my gratitude to the One who was butchered for me to have a comfortable and assured life. To Him who gave no regard to His own life and could care less about His birthday, thank you so much. I have a not-perfect, yet very wonderful life. I am blessed with a great family. I am graced with lots of gifts and goodies. I am pampered so much more than half the population of this country. And I am so privileged to have come to know You personally in my life, though I profess my knowledge of You is still very much close to nil compared to all there is about You.

And for this day, I know that those who really appreciate Your day are those not strangled or reeled by the estrangements of dogma and religion. I hope that when You look at us, You find more people who appreciate You than what we could expect to count. Yeah, like those wise men from the east! Kudos to them for being faithful to their Algebra homework, ‘cause apparently they’ve found X!

I offer You my apologies, for being one of those people who don’t appreciate You as You should be... I’m a ranting hypocrite, and I am sorry. This Christmas, I don’t wish for anything this world could offer... nada! I ask that this true spirit of Christmas possess me all the days of my life, that I love the people of this world as You do and live my life as a happy sacrifice all the days of my life. That I embody Your legacy, and that You will always be my inspiration for all You want me to achieve!

Oh, and happy birthday, Sir Isaac Newton! You are not forgotten. But I think we are nearing a time when gravity is not true anymore. Ah, life.