Ahem

So, the last two posts are what happens when I let myself post whilst I am half asleep: some humorous wording, an anecdote that has nothing to do with anything and, uh. . . yeah, Dr. Seuss for all! Now, let me actually make a real statement about How the Grinch Stole Christmas, for those of us so unfortunate as to not have seen it.
The movie is basically about a grumpy green... thing that hated Christmas about all the singing and cheeriness, so he decided to stop it. He looked at everything that Christmas seemed to represent and came up with the perfect way of stealing Christmas from the Whos of Whoville: steal all of the presents and all of the decorations. After all, I imagine he must have been thinking, they're all celebrating getting their presents so if he were to take away their decorations and those presents they're celebrating, there'd be no Merry Christmas to All!
However, this doesn't deter the Whos. When they woke up Christmas morning, they must have been disappointed to find their house so barren of Christmas-y-ness but they still gathered in town square, joining hands around the city tree and singing a Christmas song. This leads to the Grinch's revelation, which I quoted last Sunday: "Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store./Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more!" (in the movie, the narrator continues, "And what happened then? Well, in Whoville they say/that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day.")

We should know that Christmas is about more than gifts and decorations and good food. We should, and we really do, but we all too often forget. After, Jesus was born on Christmas day. So, I think we should take a page out of my little nephew's book, who started his letter to Santa Clause as follows:

"Dear Santa,
Merry Christmas! Happy Birthday Jesus! Happy Birthday me!"

Indeed.

~Godspede