A Grey Christmas
Okay, so you know the TV show Grey's Anatomy, right? I'm starting to like it better than Lost, because Lost seems to have lost their way...at least in holding my attention. Back stories are okay, but it would be nice to have something happen with the present plot line too.
Yes, this is a blog about Christmas in one cultural context. In case you haven't noticed, TV is a large part of our culture, and I'd make a wild guess that it's where most people get most of their information and entertainment. If you want both at the same time, you can watch Fox news as long as you're entertained by ridiculous propaganda and you don't mind not having truth mixed in with what they pass off as reporting; but that's another subject. Personally I get my news from the Daily Show.
Anyway, back to Grey's Anatomy. This past week's show had a Christmas theme, (tiz the season), which tied into all the varied relationship plots and surgeries. There was a boy needing a heart transplant, but who didn't want one because he found out that Santa wasn't really where the new heart would come from, and that somebody had to die for him to live. There were characters that had Jesus and Christmas trees (by the way, did you know the Bible forbids cutting down a tree and decorating it? No, really, read Jer. 10) , and there were those that were the bah humbug type. But the best line, besides just about everyone wishing each other a Merry Christmas, and not "Happy Holidays" that some of the way right religious factions seem to believe is a liberal plot to take the Christ out of Christmas, was a line spoken by the character Izzie. For those of you who don't know, she'd caught her boyfriend intern, who wouldn't even kiss her, in bed with a nurse. She finds out that her friends are helping him study because he'd failed some Doctor-to-be test and that if he failed again, he'd be fired. Well...she's ticked at her friends for helping him when she finds out, and yells at them and then goes to yell at her (ex)boyfriend. But she ends up helping him study. Why? That's just what he asks her, and thus her reply:
"Because that's what Jesus would freeking want me to do!"
And that dear friends and detractors, is really showing the Christmas, or Christ-like spirit. You do good things for people who don't deserve it, who you may not even like. Because Jesus was born to lay down his life for all of us who don't deserve it. To die that we can live. (Note: he didn't kill so we could be free...)
So that's what we're called to do; to do good to those that despitefully use us, to love our enemies, feed the poor, cloth the naked.
because that's what Jesus would freeking do...
Yes, this is a blog about Christmas in one cultural context. In case you haven't noticed, TV is a large part of our culture, and I'd make a wild guess that it's where most people get most of their information and entertainment. If you want both at the same time, you can watch Fox news as long as you're entertained by ridiculous propaganda and you don't mind not having truth mixed in with what they pass off as reporting; but that's another subject. Personally I get my news from the Daily Show.
Anyway, back to Grey's Anatomy. This past week's show had a Christmas theme, (tiz the season), which tied into all the varied relationship plots and surgeries. There was a boy needing a heart transplant, but who didn't want one because he found out that Santa wasn't really where the new heart would come from, and that somebody had to die for him to live. There were characters that had Jesus and Christmas trees (by the way, did you know the Bible forbids cutting down a tree and decorating it? No, really, read Jer. 10) , and there were those that were the bah humbug type. But the best line, besides just about everyone wishing each other a Merry Christmas, and not "Happy Holidays" that some of the way right religious factions seem to believe is a liberal plot to take the Christ out of Christmas, was a line spoken by the character Izzie. For those of you who don't know, she'd caught her boyfriend intern, who wouldn't even kiss her, in bed with a nurse. She finds out that her friends are helping him study because he'd failed some Doctor-to-be test and that if he failed again, he'd be fired. Well...she's ticked at her friends for helping him when she finds out, and yells at them and then goes to yell at her (ex)boyfriend. But she ends up helping him study. Why? That's just what he asks her, and thus her reply:
"Because that's what Jesus would freeking want me to do!"
And that dear friends and detractors, is really showing the Christmas, or Christ-like spirit. You do good things for people who don't deserve it, who you may not even like. Because Jesus was born to lay down his life for all of us who don't deserve it. To die that we can live. (Note: he didn't kill so we could be free...)
So that's what we're called to do; to do good to those that despitefully use us, to love our enemies, feed the poor, cloth the naked.
because that's what Jesus would freeking do...
posted by Bob | 13.12.05
1 Comments:
Bob: I took a cab to church for Christmas Eve and the driver said, well you know that going to church does no good, its all fake. I said, well, I have to get down there and will you drive me and he said, ok. So we are driving along and I said to him you are welcome to come to our church and he said, you mean you would invite me, even though I don't believe? And I said sure, you can come in for the music and its all decorated and there will be kids there singing. And he said thanks and commented on the cultural thing of Christmas and then he asked me about the church. So I told him all about our missions and what we do for the community and the hurricanes.
I was noticing that we were driving a bit slow, and he was taking his time about it. He told me he had gone to a Methodist church years ago but now he was a cab driver and had no time.
It took 15 minutes to go 5 minutes worth of driving. But we made it there and he took off.
At the 8 oclock service he as in the front row with his two grandsons age 5 and 6 and his daughter who was dressed up in a red suit with a christmas hat with rudolf on it and she was crying all through the service looking at him. When everyone started to sing Hark the Herald Angels Sing, he was singing as loud as anyone else and he was helping his grandsons with the hymn.
Merry Christmas Bob to you and your family!
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