It’s that time of year again. Warmly, reassuringly, comfortingly familiar. With mystery at its heart to make it extra special.
We buy the presents. We buy into the pressure to spend, spend, spend.
We buy what we think others will like, need, deserve maybe.
Packaged, beribboned, sparkly, glittering, tantalising, tempting in their shiny splendour.
Such adornments can either mask the meagre offering within or suggest its inestimable worth.
With sweat of furrowed brow, thrust of elbow, throbbing of feet, jangling of nerves, jingling of coins, ringing of tills and emptying of wallets, we make our offering and sacrifice at the altar of Consumerism.
We assign worth and value to the things we purchase:consumables that can so easily consume us, our hearts, energy and time – because we are worth it – and so are the people we buy for: our loved ones, family and friends.
As gift-giving is one of my love languages it helps me to express how I care for those I buy for. That careful selection (Wish Lists and online shopping are such a boon) so often gives way to hastily thrown together parcels as I find myself drained, exhausted, depleted and dazed in an M.E – blurred and fogged race against the clock to get it all completed before The Day itself.
Each year I vow to change:
- To pace myself better
- To stop the panic.
- To buy less.
- To give more to charity.
- To cease from being sucked in by consumerism.
How do I make space for Jesus when my days are filled with concern about how much there is to do and how little time I have to try to do it all in? It can be a struggle.
So much of what we celebrate is tainted by worldliness, a perennial keeping up with and out-smarting of the Joneses, while we demonstrate how multi-skilled, talented and capable we are at meeting the multiplicity of demands upon our lives – frantically juggling those numerous balls in the air (with a fixed smile on our faces) for all we are worth.
So much of our lives is dominated by the need to belong, fit in, be a part of what is current and trendy
The word “worship” literally means “worthiness” or “worth-ship”. Simply put, worship is to ascribe worth to something or someone.
Points to ponder:
The challenge before us this Christmas remains:
Who or what are we worshipping?
What gifts can you offer to God?
I’m linking up here with Tanya Marlow’s Advent Thoughts – do check it out