There seems to be a lot of controversy about saying “Happy Holidays.” I don’t always catch on real fast and it took me a while to figure out the objection. I guess for some people, not saying “Merry Christmas” diminishes the season, taking the focus off of Christmas Day.
I guess it took me some time to figure that out because for our family, we have always tried to blend the holidays, so saying “Happy Holidays” makes sense to me.
Of course, the specific holidays I am referring to are Christmas and Easter.
Our Scotty has always been a mess. Eager to experience the world, he has not always thought it out completely and sometimes the result is something dirty, broken or wrecked.
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Even as I sit here typing, the washing machine is running as I attempt to get Georgia clay out of his new jeans. He is up at the high school taking a final that he spent 2½ seconds studying for last night.
But even though -- like a lot of boys -- my son doesn’t always think, he does amaze me when he does think.
And the one thing Scotty has always thought about, since he was a little bitty boy, was the connection between the star and the cross.
It was years ago the first time he mentioned it. We were riding down U.S. 41. Scotty was still sitting in some sort of car seat when he screamed like a madman at one house we passed. “That’s it,’ he said as I slammed on the brakes, “that’s what is important about Christmas.”
The house had a manger in the front yard. Behind it stood a cross.
“You have to have both, one without the other doesn’t count.” Scotty said.
Ever since then, our Scotty, who can’t think past his next meal, thinks of the star and the cross together. The Bible says that a little child will lead them. I didn’t go to theology school, but I am pretty sure that verse is referring to Jesus. However, in this case, it is my Scotty. He is right.
You have to have the star and the cross.
Tomorrow is the day set aside to celebrate the birth of Christ.
Mary, a virgin, had conceived the Son of God and together with her espoused husband, Joseph, had to travel to Bethlehem to be taxed.
“And so it was,” the Bible tells us, “that while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered.
And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.”
But like Scotty says, that’s only one part of the story. The first chapter. That baby would grow into a man who changed the world and the fate of mankind with his birth, his life and his death.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”
Merry Christmas and Happy Easter.
Alline Kent can be reached at 478-396-2467 or email@example.com