My Turn

“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth....” Matthew 6:19

‘Tis the season for giving. As quickly as the toy stores can fill my mailbox with catalogs, my children tear them open and mark them up with checks and circles around everything they want, want, want! Usually these items reflect that same character logo that is found on every other toy in our playroom. One thing is certain, advertising sells. One year, my little girl got so hung up on Elmo that it started affecting her behavior. Simply put, Elmo had become the idol of a two year old’s life. So we decided it was time for Elmo to move out. Every toy, coloring book, and sticker was put out of sight. Elmo was soon forgotten. My daughter is older now, and the wish list has changed, but, as with many children, a discontented heart can still be a struggle. It’s not just the kids who get caught in the “gotta have it” trap. Consider the adult who decides to surprise the family with that big screen TV to improve upon football with HD perfection; meanwhile, the spouse is scraping pennies to make the budget work. I am sad to think how such Christmas surprises very may well end up causing more resentment than surprise. The enemy will try to use this holiday for his own agenda - to elicit feelings of selfishness, anger, worry, and discontentment just to name a few. He wants to damage relationships, and this season can be a prime time for him to get the job done.

This year we are doing things a little differently. Presents still will come, large and small, but each one will be thought out. Is this good for nurturing relationships? …Or will this present grow our child’s skill and confidence? …Could this present encourage their walk with Jesus? ...And last, have we bought too much? We often say we want to make Christmas about Christ’s birth, but then, at the end of the day, after tons of wrapping paper gets thrown away and the kids’ eyes are weary from play, we might find it was more about us playing Santa. We might even notice the discontentment on faces when that last gift is uncovered from under the tree. A few weeks ago I laid out all the presents I had bought for my children that have been “in hiding” all year to show my husband. Oh my…there was twice as much there as I had thought. Found at a bargain or not, if we gift all of these things we will surely perpetuate the materialistic attitudes that the Bible warns is not for the good of their character. Proverbs 22:6 says “Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.” This Christmas I hope to ‘train up’ contentment, simplicity, good family traditions, and time spent together focused on our Savior. I plan to be intentional to enjoy my family instead of being a grumbling Martha in the kitchen trying to make the perfect recipe of Christmas.

One particular Christmas, prior to having my own family, I traveled home to Atlanta to be with my parents and my sisters’ families. The much expected family dynamics began to unfold. Money was frivolously spent on presents for each other that we really had only wanted ourselves. My parents always bought us something from Sam’s Club, not because we really needed anything from there, but simply because they liked going to Sam’s Club. The kids ferociously unwrapped presents, barely looking at the one in front of them as they eyed the next wrapped box. Overindulgence overcame sense. The day had become more of an obligation than a desire to repeat year after year. After some discussion, we decided to stop buying presents between families for Christmas. We started a new tradition of playing games instead. Christmas was never the same. Agreed unanimously, it was better! The stress of shopping was gone and for the first time on Christmas day our home was filled with laughter. There is nothing like a round of the game, Finish Line, to draw out relationships that are in need of nurturing. We sat together and listened while one read from the Bible the story of Jesus’ birth. One year we even went to a downtown soup kitchen and served food to the poor.

I encourage you to think about what Christmas needs to be this year, not just what you want it to be. You might just feel inclined to send your “Elmo” back to the store. Perhaps you will add your own healthy traditions that will be passed on for generations. Who knows, Daddy just might end up with a donkey sent to a poor family in his name. (But don't tell.)

Molly Clark

Molly is the mother of Lydia Clark, a K4 student at Smithwood. Molly also helps edit our Thursday News on a regular basis.