We love the mood, the reds, the yellows, the Christmas tunes (not the lyrics), the mini lights (more white than white). We love to talk about thankfulness, but not when the games on, or when the sales are on. We love the idea of thanksgiving, but we won't give it any other time of the year. We used to go shopping after dessert and games, from midnight to six am, because shopping so greedily was almost condemnable; now it is approved, it is the norm. Doors open when the family games begin, no wait, there's a place that opens right before we cut the pie. Oh heck, let's sacrifice a priceless family dinner by waiting in line for 200$ off something that will take 200,000 hours off of more future family time. Now let's do the same for Christmas. Let's talk about tree sales and pine smells. Let's talk about gifts we bought from our raped thanksgiving celebration. Let's talk about getting and not giving. I used to see so many pictures of Santa hats in dining halls for the homeless. Now I see so many fat, spoiled kids who cry for not getting what they want. When we realize this is a season we celebrate the birth of a child who would sacrifice His very life for something we all need--and not even realize we need. This is a season not to get fat off of ham, or excited about some silly lights. It's about fasting for our unsaved family who pillage these holidays like their sole purpose on earth is to be a gluttonous consumer. Do we not see the "holy" in holiday? Do we not recognize The Holy in the holidays? Let's fix our broken holidays, and let's start with our broken hearts. Mend us, O God, we are sinfully shattered before you.