A phenomenon has been occurring for the past few years if you haven’t noticed. There has been an eclipse where two bodies have been progressively growing while a figure stuck in the middle has been gradually and sadly decreasing. Poor middle guy…
Happy Thanksgiving, all! This is one of my favorite holidays; I might like it more than Christmas. *gasp!* I know, I know, I’m the grinch.
Which is actually kinda why I’m writing. See, my two year old daughter likes to watch morning cartoons. You know, Cat in the Hat, Curious George (I actually love that little monkey myself), and others like that. And guess what premiered yesterday, the day before Thanksgiving…
Go ahead, I’m used to it by now. The snarl of disgust, the shake of the disappointed head, the label of “Scrooge” that is most definitely overused. I get it often when I verbalize my displeasure at the progressively earlier commencement of Christmas festivities. Do I need to get my inner child to wake up or something? Nah, I don’t have one, I have an inner man.
But let’s get back to why I like Thanksgiving. It may be as patriotic a holiday as July 4th, it prompts our minds to think soberly and encourages contentment, and it commemorates an historic event where God Himself aided early Americans. Patriotism, sobriety, reverence. Just that would be a great day. But we also have a great excuse to splurge once a year and stuff ourselves with comfort food, spend time with friends and family, and watch football. FOOTBALL!
Yet as I look at my world I see little of the above things emphasized or even anticipated. Our culture in an effort of political correctness and cultural diversity has discouraged the foundation of our politics and has shunned a culture. Thanksgiving has become like any other harvest festival and instead of having the deep and sacred meaning with which it was birthed it has been reduced to the gong of the Christmas bell. Our “Thanksgiving Day Parade” is more the red carpet roll-out for the big man in red. Today this celebration is observed more as the beginning to the Christmas season than an actual independent holiday.
And Halloween’s increasing popularity has only worsened Thanksgiving’s plight. Thanksgiving is being squished between two super-holidays, and soon I fear it will be diminished to something so far short of what it should be, what it was born to be.
Tomorrow I’ll let my wife play the Christmas music in the house, and I’ll probably dance like a monkey with my daughter to “Rudolph.” I’ll start figuring out my Christmas list for my family, and I will begin to prepare my heart for that great holiday. But today, today I give thanks to God for all He is and all He has done. I will spend time with family and enjoy all I have been given.
… and I’ll watch the football game. FOOTBALL!