Tomorrow will be the first day of December. Halloween has come and gone and all that is left of the Thanksgiving feast are leftovers. While retailers and early birds began celebrating Christmas as soon as the last trick-or-treaters returned to their homes, tomorrow it will be official. The Christmas season will begin.
For the next month the radio stations will be filled with Christmas carols and every television channel will be packed with Christmas movies and Holiday specials. While I enjoy most of the newer Christmas movies and specials, it is the classics that hold a special place in my heart. It is these programs that seem to instantly transport me to my childhood.
One of my all time childhood favorites was Dr. Seuss’ How the Grinch Stole Christmas. I loved Whoville and all of the little Whos. I loved watching them and their excitement as they busily prepared for Christmas. I loved watching the Grinch and his little dog Max as they went to each of the homes in Whoville attempting to “steal Christmas.” Most of all, I loved watching all the Whos down in Whoville wake up on Christmas morning happy and singing as if nothing had happened and seeing the Grinch’s heart grow three sizes as he realized that Christmas “doesn’t come from a store.”
As a child, I am positive that I would not have been as happy as the people of Whoville if all of my Christmas presents and treats had been stolen. As an adult, I would like to think that I would handle it better, but I have serious doubts. If I woke up on Christmas morning and all of the presents, decorations and food that I had spent so much time and effort preparing had been stolen, I do not think that I would feel like singing. At least, not at first.
Tomorrow as the Christmas season officially begins, I am going to try harder to remember that presents, decorations and delicious food are the ways we celebrate Christmas, they are not the reason we celebrate. I am going to try to do a better job of following the example of the Whos down in Whoville and focus more on the birth and life of the Savior.
Hopefully, if there are any Grinches in my life that are watching me, their hearts will grow three sizes this year too….