When I was a small boy, which, by the way, was not that long ago, I had a favorite Christmas TV special that I just loved to watch. It was called “A Charlie Brown Christmas.” In that special little cartoon, Charlie Brown is really frustrated about trying to discover the true meaning of Christmas. In the middle of his frustration he says very loudly, “Can’t anyone tell me what Christmas is all about?” Charlie Brown’s best bud takes center stage, that was Linus, and he says, “I can Charlie Brown”, and then Linus begins to Quote Luke 2:8-14.
There is no other day of recorded history that has had such a profound impact on our world than the day that Christ was born. It is a day that has changed the course of history and humanity.
To many, Christmas means a lot of things, but what is the real meaning of Christmas? I believe that Linus knew the true meaning of Christmas.
Foremost, Christmas is about the love of God! CS Lewis said, “Though our feelings come and go, God’s love for us does not.” Christmas is about how much God loves us. John 3:16 says it well, “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son. . . .”
Christmas is also about giving!
One fine gentleman was working as a mall Santa, he had many children ask him for electric trains. “If you get a train,” he would tell each one, “you know your dad is going to want to play with it too. Is that okay?”
The usual answer was a quick yes, but after he asked one boy this question, he became very quiet. Trying to move the conversation along, he asked what else he would like Santa to bring him. He promptly replied, “Another train.”
The greatest gift of all was the gift that God gave to us that very first Christmas. It wasn’t just another gift or another train; it was His Son! Erwin Lutzer said, “Those who give much without sacrifice are reckoned as having given little.” God’s gift to us came with much sacrifice.
And finally, Christmas is about family. Someone said once, “I don’t care how poor a man is; if he has family, he’s rich.”
I read recently that there three stages of man:
He believes in Santa Claus.
He doesn’t believe in Santa Claus.
He is Santa Claus.
Looking back over my life as a child, I rarely remember what I received for Christmas. I do remember my grandfather dressing up as Santa, so he could make all of his grandkids feel special. I remember thinking as a young boy, my grandfather must really love me to go to all this trouble. I can’t remember the gifts, I only remember the family. I remember having dinner together, holding my Grandmother’s soft hands, and having my Grandfather hug me real tight. There is nothing so special as spending Christmas with your family. Never forget that.
The first family is not the family of the president. The first family was Joseph, Mary, and Jesus. It was a very wonderful first Christmas that they had together, and we will remember it again as we celebrate together with our friends and family.