Thanksgiving 2018 has come and gone and about all we really know about it comes from commercial sources. Through the constant drumming of the media we are basically told all we need to know about Thanksgiving, when to start, when to stop and, by the way, ‘don’t forget those great deals on Black Friday’ because, well, Christmas is just around the corner and after all, Americas economy depends on commercialism. Their point is, It’s okay to go into debt but don’t eat the Romaine lettuce. Is it who we really are? Apparently!
But this year I sense a distinct change in the atmosphere. I’ve heard more detailed explanations of the real Pilgrims story at Plymouth, Mass. in attempts to correct the re-written history some elements in our society want us to accept. I feel a perceptible shifting of moral values going on and I sense a not so subtle shift back to religious faith especially as the destructive tenants of Islam are flooding our country. The leadership of our churches, long beaten into compliance to accept the dictates of a secular society, must return to their mission of spreading the gospel and abandon the demand that we must accept the perverted deviancy of 1% of our population that demands acceptance, without consequence.
What Americans know about Christmas is mostly suggested to us by the years of Macy’s Day parades, Hollywood movies and Coca Cola. TV quickly changed our values. Decades ago, Coca Cola embraced Clement Moore’s poem, A Christmas Carol, “Twas the Night Before Christmas” and lo, we now have an indisputably accepted short, fat, happy ol’ elf who enters homes down chimney pipes, never gets dirty and enjoys their product while winking at us.
When I was a little boy, a world war was underway yet the traditions of Christmas, and even then they were commercial, were anticipated and observed. We decorated Christmas trees, had special seasonal attractions and attended Church programs singing hymns while we little children read or recited memorized snippets of scripture to the audience. I recall my surprise upon learning that even Germans soldiers observed Christmas, indeed was responsible for introducing the Christmas tree as a tradition. And, they sang “Silent Night.” What a revelation.
Among the big traditions were Christmas cards. My mother saved Christmas cards for years and she gave them out in profuse qualities herself. Those that came to me, mostly from mothers friends and sisters, were scenes depicted as cartoons. Family cards were actually incredible works of art depicting scenes of happy home fires or snow, doubtless of a Victorian England, the country where greeting cards and Santa Clause were introduced as a tradition.
Until Coca Cola’s depiction, St. Nick was tall and skinny, a poor emaciated figure, hungry looking with a limp bag hanging over his shoulder. None of that has changed except Santa’s size, but I am sensing once again, with Christmas day still weeks away, a change in the public attitude, a realization that a prosperous America is returning even with all its social problems of drug addictions, homelessness and hunger. I feel a sincere longing to return to our old traditions where good cheer and happiness are not feigned but heartfelt; where charity is freely given without conditions and people actually enjoy helping other people.
But, we must be careful and not allow the Left to peculate our good thing and introduce social changes we know to be destructive to a free peoples. Government in the hands of Progressives, will sweep all that away and the once shining city on the hill idea, as Ronald Reagan coined it, will be but a footnote in history. We must strive to preserve all of our God given liberties.
Remember, freedom is the goal, the Constitution is the way. Now, go get ‘em!