Have you ever met anybody, anywhere, in your entire life, who celebrates their birthday with pulling out baby pictures with their mother holding them as a baby?
Look up "mother and child religion"; maybe preface it with the word "Babylonian" or "Egyptian." It goes way back.
At this point I don't mind the commercialism, the presents, the pretty lights and snowflakes, the food. I mind pretending it is really the birthday of Jesus at church, when it was the feast of Saturnalia. The sun God died on the solstice on Dec 22nd, and rose three days later on the 25th. What a counterfeit. I can't be honest and claim it is something it isn't.
I do really-totally- mind angel pictures, which are invariably women, or little toddlers with chubby cheeks. Angels manifested as men, and so fearsome that people felt afraid. Modern angels are from the Satanic tranny agenda if you ask me. Women instead of men. Ugh.
It was just as bad in my PCA past as everywhere else, they even lit candles for advent. Its a tough thing for me, I guess we all have those subjects where we try to bear with non essentials. But I hate it in church.
I say Merry Christmas to all the lovely people who say Merry Christmas to me. The kids do a pollyanna and we join it. The neighbors give out baked goods to each other and I give something. I figure it is like eating meat sacrificed to idols; leave people alone with their conscience. To Christians it is to the glory of God for the incarnation. To me it isn't.
We haven't had a tree in 41 years of marriage. I know the ancients brought in evergreens to celebrate the everlasting life of the sun god. I just can't do it. You cannot imagine the shock and upsetness by Christians that we don't have a tree. You'd think we grew a third eyeball and are freaks. How could we deprive our children.
Enjoy your holidays or non holidays, whatever it is you do or don't do.
Look up "mother and child religion"; maybe preface it with the word "Babylonian" or "Egyptian." It goes way back.
At this point I don't mind the commercialism, the presents, the pretty lights and snowflakes, the food. I mind pretending it is really the birthday of Jesus at church, when it was the feast of Saturnalia. The sun God died on the solstice on Dec 22nd, and rose three days later on the 25th. What a counterfeit. I can't be honest and claim it is something it isn't.
I do really-totally- mind angel pictures, which are invariably women, or little toddlers with chubby cheeks. Angels manifested as men, and so fearsome that people felt afraid. Modern angels are from the Satanic tranny agenda if you ask me. Women instead of men. Ugh.
It was just as bad in my PCA past as everywhere else, they even lit candles for advent. Its a tough thing for me, I guess we all have those subjects where we try to bear with non essentials. But I hate it in church.
I say Merry Christmas to all the lovely people who say Merry Christmas to me. The kids do a pollyanna and we join it. The neighbors give out baked goods to each other and I give something. I figure it is like eating meat sacrificed to idols; leave people alone with their conscience. To Christians it is to the glory of God for the incarnation. To me it isn't.
We haven't had a tree in 41 years of marriage. I know the ancients brought in evergreens to celebrate the everlasting life of the sun god. I just can't do it. You cannot imagine the shock and upsetness by Christians that we don't have a tree. You'd think we grew a third eyeball and are freaks. How could we deprive our children.
Enjoy your holidays or non holidays, whatever it is you do or don't do.