Christmas time! That man must be a misanthrope indeed, in whose breast something like a jovial feeling is not roused – in whose mind some pleasant associations are not awakened – by the recurrence of Christmas.

It’s that time of the year guys! Yes, that time when we get to feast. The day you get off work, the day probably you wake up to go to church. It’s mostly the same ‘rituals’  (tradition) observed every year. Well, you might be doing yours slightly different from last year, but I’m sure there’s that one thing you always do every year.

But why do we celebrate it this much? Is it merely because we found it being celebrated when we were born and decided to go on with the tradition? Or do we have a deeper meaning attached to it all?

I have always looked forward to Christmas. No, not because of Santa (do we even have Santa in Kenya?) You ask me to give you a valid reason, I don’t really think I have one.

Thinking of it though, it’s actually valid.

The story of Jesus being born has been told to me every year since I was a child. It’s one of those stories that will definitely be passed to my children.

Anyway, my Christmases were pretty normal. Not much pomp and color per se. I would wake up, play and basically do what I did every day I wasn’t in school. As I grew older, I had to do the chores. There’s this one time mum wasn’t around and dad made my cousin and I do the laundry:/

I don’t remember getting any special gifts on this day. It has always been a ‘normal’ day. Interestingly, I still look forward to it.

This particular Christmas however, is the one I can say that really made me think about the whole season in a different light.

It was my first proper Christmas celebration. By proper, I mean there was food, lots of it and I was surrounded by family. That day, everyone woke up quite early, (considering my wake up time was after 9 then), and by the time I was up, I woke to the aroma of sweet smelling food. So after people ate and returned to their homes and I was left with the dishes, I thought to myself, “What is Christmas really about?”

Is it about the fun? Because we had fun. Running around with my cousins, stuffing my stomach with food (I live to eat;). Is it about being surrounded by family? And is there more to Christmas?

“I think we’ve taken the meaning of Christmas out. People don’t stop and think about Jesus or the birth of Jesus. When they think of Christmas, they think of Santa Claus and – for the children, and they think of giving gifts and out-giving the next person of spending their time looking for the right thing for somebody who has everything – Billy Graham

As we eat out and celebrate it in our own little ways, let’s not forget the true meaning of Christmas. The reason for the season. For He alone is the reason.



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