Hmm...If we use the Hebrew calender, this puts the birth of Jesus around May-June. And if we go with modern calender we have the birth around Feb-Mar timeframe. I often wonder why December was chosen as the month to observe the birth of Jesus.
I suppose that is one way to look at it. I always assumed the church took major pagan holidays and, since the people were celebrating anyway, they wrote a scenario where the god they were recognizing with the festivities was replaced by the one God. Not trying to steal something, but attempting to incorporate their new faith into their old lives.
The hold over traditions (yule log, christmas trees, mistle toe, etc) were added on to. We may have lost touch with their meanings as the church grew, but now that we have grown we are relearning them. I think it's nice.
I agree with A Troubled Man. I also have an issue with people saying, "Merry Christmas....." Really....I don't want to do and say what others say...because I am a follower...I want to know what it means. So I investigated and found that.... mas....is for Mass...which is what catholics do when one dies....so some say..."Merry Christmas.." and that means happy Mass of Christ? I don't say it for that very reason......and I really don't like celebrating this holiday. Yes I am a Christian.....but no where in the BIBLE does it tell us to celebrate HIS birth. Every day I give thanks to GOD.....the ONLY GOD...for HIS SON JESUS who took my place on the CROSS.
DoubleScorpion, the date was chosen to make it easier to bring non-Christians into the church by coordinating the church celebrations with already exhisting pagan holidays. As church officials attempted to convert Romans to Christianity, many continued to celebrate the major winter holiday, "Saturnalia", which was a celebration that lasted a week, celebrating the "Birth of the Unconquerable Sun." This celebration culminated on December 25th with a celebration of the winter solstice. Pope Julius I chose December 25th as the date that the birth of Christ would be celebrated with the hope that the choice of that date would be more easily accepted by pagan societies who had celebrations around the winter solstice.
Jesus Christ has deliberately unknown birth date (in the manger) but a knowable "birth date" in his unique death on the cross, as God's "life-giving Spirit" by whom he has the power to re-create all mankind in his divine image, or "source of life", signifying Jesus as LORD in an all-round "Christ's Mass" (the origin of Christmas).
The gift God Gave me and you on the night Jesus was born was and is God giving of Himself to man, for the redemption of sin and the ending of death. I never wish to receive any other gift in my life because they would all pale in comparisson to this one.
[19:17] And relate the story of Mary as mentioned in the Book. When she withdrew from her people to a place to the east, [19:18] And screened herself off from them, then We sent Our angel to her, and he appeared to her in the form of a perfect man. [19:19] She said, ‘I seek refuge with the Gracious God from thee if indeed thou dost fear Him.’ [19:20] He replied, ‘I am only a Messenger of thy Lord, that I may bestow on thee a righteous son.’ [19:21] She said, ‘How can I have a son when no man has touched me, neither have I been unchaste?’ [19:22] He replied, ‘Thus it is.’ But says thy Lord, ‘It is easy for Me; and We shall do so that We may make him a Sign unto men, and a mercy from Us, and it is a thing decreed.’ [19:24] And the pains of childbirth drove her unto the trunk of a palm-tree. She said, ‘O! would that I had died before this and had become a thing quite forgotten!’ [19:25] Then he called her from beneath her, saying, “Grieve not. Thy Lord has placed a rivulet below thee; [19:26] “And shake towards thyself the trunk of the palm-tree; it will cause fresh ripe dates to fall upon thee. [19:27] “So eat and drink, and cool thy eye. And if thou seest any man, say, ‘I have vowed a fast to the Gracious God; I will therefore not speak this day to any human being.’” [19:28] Then she brought him to her people, carrying him. They said, ‘O Mary, thou hast brought forth a strange thing. [19:29] ‘O sister of Aaron, thy father was not a wicked man nor was thy mother an unchaste woman!’ [19:30] Then she pointed to him. They said, ‘How can we talk to one who is a child in the cradle?’ [19:31] He said, ‘I am a servant of Allah. He has given me the Book, and made me a Prophet; [19:32] ‘And He has made me blessed wheresoever I may be, and has enjoined upon me Prayer and almsgiving so long as I live; [19:33] ‘And He has made me dutiful toward my mother, and He has not made me haughty and unblessed. [19:34] ‘And peace was on me the day I was born, and peace there will be on me the day I shall die, and the day I shall be raised up to life again.’ [19:35] Such was Jesus, son of Mary. This is a statement of the truth about which they doubt.
I dunno what you mean Ron. Didn't the link take you to the right video?
At any rate, I want to answer your question about a receipt.
I am bought and paid for with a price, the price of the blood of Jesus the Christ! He holds the receipt in His hand and one day He will turn it in for final redemption! Praise His holy name!
I'm sorry to wax so sentimental and long-winded. Well...no, I'm not either! Every person who replied here with a Merry Christmas has blessed me so much. Every response like that is precious to me. The trash collector guy wished me a Merry Christmas today and I loved it! My mother is in a hospital bed right now, and whether her body lives or dies, I know that she will Live again! She and Daddy lived their "religion", they lived for Christ and to Christ and because of Christ. In Him we live and breathe and have our very being. And anytime I'm tempted to think of Christmas as just a holiday, I remember their legacy of Faith; and above all I remember the birth of my Savior, his life, the precious blood He shed for my soul, His resurrection that sent the devils running for cover and the angels singing and offered mankind the gift of eternal Life! I am truly Blessed! And I pray for that for every soul.
I've written something about what is really the spirit of christmas. I think most people really missed the spirit of christmas. I hope we can get back to what really is the christmas spirit. Thank You for the greeting Brenda. Merry Christmas!
The FINALE of Christ-mass, based on "the first and the last"-born from the Spirit-active, perfect and diacritical death on the cross, is by far greater in scope and content than its PRELUDE of one born in a manger.
CHRISTMAS, coming from "Cristes Maesse" or Christ's Mass, means the combined birth and death of Christ giving rise to everyone's birth day! Therefore, let us all continue to rejoice in Christ's Mass by being "born spiritually of the Spirit" in his death on the cross just like Nicodemus did.
Ever hear of Pantera? Not the band, the Roman Soldier who was disciplined with re-assignment? Stationed in Palestine, the story goes that he raped a maiden who was betrothed to a certain locally known carpenter, prsumably named Joseph. Far as I know, it is just a story, but, there was a legionaire named Pantera, whose name was found on a Roman plaque in Germany.
I myself celebrate Hanukkah. But I wish a Merry Christmas from all my heart to all those who celebrate it. When they say the same to me unknowingly, I always smile and just answer "Thank you!". We respect others.
I was trying to go down the line, but it's difficult to keep up.
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Well, that particular hubber I referred to remains nameless to me only. Worthy hubber as we all are. It's just that he prevents me from speaking directly to him (a request I have taken note of and abided by).
I wonder why in the weeks running up to Christmas, when the excitement is building, that it seems to take forever to arrive. Then Christmas day arrives, and within the blinking of an eye it has gone again, to be followed by that Boxing day feeling of "was that it?" Then it is another year to wait until the next one. The build up is always much more exciting than the actual day. I wonder what it is we are actually hoping for in our excitement, and what it is we hope Christmas will bring.
As some have said here, Christmas is not just one day on a calendar. It is a state of mind and heart and soul, of honoring the One who died for our sins, who rose again and is alive waiting to receive us into Heaven.
My Mom flew to Him last Tuesday the 27th, two days after Christmas by our calendar. But I have no doubt at all that she is having "Christmas" every day in Heaven now!
Two poems she wrote in 1997 I'd like to share here. These were read at her funeral. This is what Christmas is. This is what Faith is. He is the Hope that we have, and the Promise-keeper that all who are born-again depend upon.
The First Thing I'll Do
The first thing I want to do when I reach Gloryland is kiss the prints of nails in my dear Savior's feet and hands I want to kiss His thorn-pierced brow; and gently touch His side, where the soldier's sword was thrust on that awful day He died.
His life's blood flowed down to the ground, yet not one drop was lost. He loved us poor lost souls so much He paid the awful cost. He gave His precious life to save us from a fiery hell Such selfless Love and sacrifice no mortal tongue can tell
Most of all I want to thank Him for saving even me Old Satan had me bound, but now through Jesus's blood I'm free--- Praise God! I'm FREE!
I dreamed I crossed old chilly Jordan Oh, the waters were so dark and cold But Jesus softly whispered "Fear not" And my trembling hand did firmly hold.
The way seemed so long and so dreary So many things were troubling my mind I knew I'd be glad to reach Heaven-- Yet my heart ached for those left behind.
If I could be sure that I'd meet them Over there on that beautiful shore-- That some happy morning I'd greet them I would never look back any more.
But when I arrived at that city And saw those who had been gone so long-- My heart was filled with so much gladness That I joined with them in a new song.
There was no one crying in Heaven For the Lord wiped their tears all away And I'm going to dwell there forever In that land that is fairer than day.
Mom and Dad had this plea inscribed on their tombstone-- PLEASE MEET US IN HEAVEN I'm gonna meet them both there someday; I've no doubt about that.
Just curious why you can't say Merry Christmas anymore? I have never got upset when someone said Happy Hanukkah. The way I see it, someone is just wishing good times based on whatever their background is. I think it's...
I just want to say: Merry Christmas from Sunny Florida to all my friends and followers here in HubLand. You mean a great deal to me. I could get all mushy and sentimental about my 9 months here, but...