Break out the burgers and fruit cake–why celebrating the beloved holiday in summer will help connect us to Christ.
By Fr. James Martin
This Thanksgiving, I saw an ad for Kohl’s department store, announcing that they would be open early the next day. At four in the morning! At that point, I decided to throw my shoe at the television set. However, since it was my sister’s television (and a plasma one at that) I refrained from any public display of anger. Besides, my nephew was in the middle of a sixteen-hour cartoon marathon, and I feared disrupting him, much as you would fear waking a sleepwalker.
As a Catholic priest, I like Christmas as much as the next person—maybe a little more. Only a Scrooge couldn’t find joy in Christmas carols, Christmas cheer, and Christmas Mass. But as an American, I find the holiday has become almost an endurance test. Only a saint could maintain the patience needed to confront Christmas shopping, Christmas stress, and Christmas credit card bills.
I get tired of lamenting the same thing every year. So this year I’m taking action. Thus my modest proposal: Move Christmas to June.
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