I find myself feeling a little Grinchy these days. I think I’ve lost sight of what the holidays are really supposed to be about. It seems that I am bombarded by retail, blogs touting great deals, and commercials offering me the “must haves” of the season. The pressure is on to get the best gifts for family and friends … to indulge and not be left behind when it comes to the latest trends, fashion, and entertainment.
I enjoy living a simple, quiet, homebody life most of the time. At home, I can hide out from the world and its lures. I can be oblivious to what is out there. The things they show on TV or the internet can be impersonal and not applicable to me and my little world. I am content with such things as I have – my cozy house, food, clothes, and more stuff than I need.
Then during the holidays, I get out and see all the fun and flashy STUFF, and I begin to covet. I enter the stores and am bombarded with things I can’t afford but would really like to have. The discontent starts to seep in. I feel myself get all cranky and Grinchy and dissatisfied. Wouldn’t it be more convenient and fun to have more things? Yet how much is enough? John D. Rockefeller said we’d still need “just a little more.”
So, as I approach Christmas, I want to shout, “BA-HUM BUG!” But I know that isn’t what God wants me to do.  And really, inside, that isn’t what I want to do either. I want to focus on all the things that I have, the most important of which are not material things anyway: my family, my friends, and my faith.
I am hopeful my Grinch-y heart will grow 3 sizes this season.  I hope the true meaning of Christmas will come through, and I’ll find the strength of 10 Grinches, plus 2.























