angry at classic Christmas movies that would say, "Being with your family is what Christmas is all about."
"NO IT'S NOT!" I wanted to scream, "It's about JESUS!"
So I did what anyone would do: Started watching romantic comedies instead. Suddenly, it struck me! Although it should have been obvious before, Jesus is trying to romance us! (Understandably, guys might not understand this as much as girls.) "The other man" in my Christmas-romantic-comedy was my desire for worldly junk that would only last a few years anyways. Awkward.
So what could I give Jesus for Christmas?
I went through Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, and Boxing Day really down on consumerism and my own selfish nature. Not even until I wrote this did I realize that the best Christmas gift this year was a long conversation with a friend about God.
In the end, I realize that I fail at being selfless, so I need the only one who is: My Saviour.
As I keep trying to turn away from my "consumerism relationship," I keep seeing little signs of God's romancing of the heart. Every time I see simple Christmas lights that are separate from all those animatronic deer and light shows synced to FM radio stations, I know My Saviour was born because He loved me.