Happy Christmas Eve. (Is that what you say, or is it “Merry Christmas Eve?” That’s very confusing.)
Tomorrow’s the big day and I thought it would be fun to take one last look at some of the great comments people submitted this holiday season.
Here are three of my favorites:
Stand out moments during the holidays at my church:
1. Every teenage girl vying for the coveted position of the angel who comes to Mary… this means wings and lots of body glitter which, while normally avoided, in this situation is highly relished.
2. The crazy old lady who is responsible for decorating the church for Christmas. 8 different Christmas trees with different themes and an intense plan for protecting the decorations from rambunctious middle school boys. Because nothing says what is REALLY important during the holidays like covering the whole church in breakables and then having meetings with the families of every child who touches a wreath.
3. The plight of the youth group: kids are out of school and the youth minister is now on overload to distract them. Sometimes he inflicts pain on the rest of congregation by doing a progressive dinner… or worse, caroling. Each family has to endure 10-25 hormonal teenagers who are interested in anything but singing.
Growing up, my church always put up a life-size lighted Christmas card drive-through. I don’t know why it was a drive-through. This was in Florida, so it was certainly not too cold to walk through. Anyhow, the Christmas cards were sheets of plywood painted with scenes from the life of Jesus. I painted the nativity card and made the Holy Family all vaguely Hebrew looking. You know, cause they were. I came back the year after I left for college and someone had repainted baby Jesus and Mary blonde and blue-eyed. Joseph was allowed to remain Sephardic for some reason.
My church at home always attempted to have the most random animals at the Christmas Eve service, as though seeing a zebra outside the sanctuary would somehow remind visitors of their overwhelming need for salvation. One particularly good memory I have of this is watching 5 of the respectable church elders chase a rebellious rooster around the parking lot for 45 minutes before they finally caught him and hastily put him back in the cage, looking around furtively to see if anyone had seen their nearly unsuccessful pursuit.
Oh Christmas petting zoos…