A Quick Recap of What’s Been Happening in My Life…

I sincerely apologize for the extended absence from my blog. But it’s not like I’m being overwhelmed with comments and responses to what I write, so I figured I could take a break and no one would really miss me. Thanks to that special person (you know who you are) who made sure she went out of her way to tell me that I was wrong.

I couldn’t think of anything specific to talk about my first time back and my hands are actually cramping from not sitting down and typing for extended periods of time, so I figured I would catch everyone who was interested up on what’s been happening in my life since I moved back to STL. You’re definitely gonna love this one…

I relocated to STL in June of 2006 and all was good. I was finally back in my hometown, I couldn’t be happier. I was like a kid in a candy store. Shortly after moving, I started working in a call center for Comcast. At the time it seemed like a pretty cool job. I met a lot of great people and my hours were reasonably decent. About a month or so after I started my job, I started dating this BEAUTIFUL young lady, and then I started dating an even more BEAUTIFUL young lady. Every young man’s dream, right? After these 2 highly attractive women were out of the picture, I started dating my third GORGEOUS woman in as many tries. At this time, I’m feeling like I hit the lotto. Some time went by and I met another young lady who seemed like she was about 2 inches away from being perfect for me. We got extremely serious (I’m talking marriage serious) but we seemed to keep having little snags in our relationship that kept it from being all that it could be. Let me break that last part down for y’all a little bit. First, we had an argument about something stupid, and instead of talking about it like adults, we ignored each other like children. Well, for those that know me well enough, you know I don’t do well with not being the center of attention (I’m getting better at it now, though) and I ran off and did something that I definitely regretted. But then again, I didn’t actually do it, I had the thought, I came up with a plan, I found an accomplice, but when it came down to actually committing the act, I couldn’t perform (ain’t love a bitch sometimes!). That’s not the worse part of that whole ordeal. That would be in the fact that my girl caught me in “the act” so to speak. Y’all know how black folks do, we had a big fight outside and got the cops called on us. After the dust from that settled, you could tell that the trust in our relationship had gotten it’s ass thrown out of the window! She always wanted to accuse me of doing something, I swore up and down she was backsliding (y’all like how I throw the old school word in there?), and things were pretty much FUBAR (Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition). All of this bullshit is made even more horrible by the fact that she had a daughter that I’m crazy about! So here I am, stuck in between the old me who would run for the hills at the first sign of strife in a relationship and this new me who wanted to stay and work through the difficulties ( I don’t know where I found that second version at, but his punk ass is gone now!). This goes on from around Thanksgiving all the way up until March, and that’s when the shit started to get real fun! First, I got fired for some bullshit I didn’t do (never work in a call center, it’s purely for the bitch at heart). Next, my girl gets this strange text message from “me” stating that I’m gay. Come on now! If I’m gay, George W. Bush is a black man and a member of the Black Panther Party! Next, she has a conversation over the internet with somebody who claims that HE was my lover for 6 months while I lived in Kansas City, MO. True, I did used to live in KCMO, WHEN I WAS 12! How many 12 year olds do you know that have a love shack with their gay lover? I can’t think of any off the top of my head, but if you give me a little time to do some research, I’ll see what I can come up with. So, here I am, unemployed, depressed and being accused of being a homosexual by the woman that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. How’s that for hitting rock bottom?

That’s pretty much it…

Well, I got rid of the woman, killed off the sissified version of myself that wanted to revive the dead horse, and remembered who the fuck I am! (thanks to my little brothers and my true friends. I love y’all for life!)

Oh yeah, here’s the kicker…

I’m moving back to ATL! Holla at ya boy!

It’s Official! I’m a Missourian Again!!!

For those of you that don’t know, I just moved back to St. Louis, MO. Well, actually I’ve been here for about 3 weeks but I’ve been busy. Sorry to neglect y’all. But I’m back and I’ll be posting some more of my poetry within the next few days. Holla at ya boy!

1 More Week!!!

It’s official! I’m inside of 7 days until my departure from ATL and I’m kinda getting some mixed emotions. On one hand, I’m homesick like it’s nobody’s business, but on the other hand, I’m gonna miss the people in this city who are a big part of my life. It’s not like I’m gonna change my mind and stay down here, but I’m realizing that it’s not as easy to leave as I originally thought. I don’t know.

Now for the weekly progress report on my packing… I AIN’T STARTED YET! Well, I’ve started but I’m nowhere near where I should be with 6 days left before my departure. I’ma get it together here real soon because I’ve recruited some help. That’s about all I got for right now, I’ll try to post again before I leave.

2 Weeks and Counting!!!

I am officially 2 weeks away from moving back home and I’m dealing with some mixed emotions. Don’t get me wrong, I can’t wait to leave and I love my hometown, but at the same time, I hate to leave my network down here and I’m gonna miss having those people nearby. I shouldn’t have to say any names, y’all know who I’m talking about. Y’all made these last few years more than just bareable, it was actually kinda fun. And a few of you can expect to see me sometime in the not so near future, whether it be me coming to visit or vice versa. But the thing that’s really killing me is that I’m so gung ho about leaving but I haven’t packed a box yet! That just sounds silly to me. The movers will be here to pick all this junk up on June 6 and you wouldn’t know it by looking at my house. It looks like I plan on being here for a long %#&@$! time! But we’re gonna change that this week! The man from the moving company is supposed to drop off some boxes sometime this week and as soon as they get hear, I’ll be packing like my life depends on it.

Now I said I wasn’t gonna say any names but that just wouldn’t lie me so let me go ahead and break down my list of people in the state of GA that will be missed by me:

First and foremost, there’s my big bruh G. You made me look like a real life sex symbol for a day. I can never fully appreciate my gratitude for that. We’ll have to get together and do it again someday. Hopefully, one day soon. I’ll holla!

Second, to my surrogant little brothers. I love y’all to death. If you ever need anything, you know who to call. Make sure y’all look out for one another, we’re all we got in this world. And make sure y’all continue to do the right thing and avoid trouble (Y’all know who this is meant for) or I’m coming back and kicking that %#&@$!! See y’all next summer.

Next, to my “family” at Harold Pener’s Man of Fashion in South Dekalb and Greenbriar Malls. Y’all kept me from losing my mind over the last few years, and you kept me looking sharp. Thanks for always giving me my discount, too.

And to all the lovely ladies of ATL that put up with my childish, arrogant, tempermental, moody, vain %#&@$!. Y’all should be canonized for that act alone. I’m sorry I was so much of a handful but thanks for taking it all with a smile, sometimes. Good luck in everything you do in life.

To all the bartenders who hooked me up with a stiff %#&@$! drink, GOOD LOOKING OUT! I hope the tips I left expressed my gratitude but if not, THANKS A BUNCH! Y’all made going out fun again. I can never thank you enough for that. Maybe, I’ll open a club down here and give y’all jobs if you’re interested. We’ll see, you never know what could happen.

To all the police officers out there that pulled me over for a variety of “reasons,” I only have 1 thing to say to y’all: %#&@$! ALL YOU %#&@$!ES! Let’s be real, now. How many high school students do you know will ditch while wearing a $300 suit, some $400 shoes, drive a $25,000 SUV and be at Lenox or Phipps around 10 in the morning? Is the list really that damn long? I guess I should thank you for the compliment (thanks for the compliment by the way), but damn, sometimes y’all took it to the extreme! That’s called racial profiling and it’s a bunch of BULL%#&@$!! But it’s all good because you reap what you sow. Just make sure y’all remember that.

To those 2 dickheads who tried to carjack me within a month of me moving here, you barely escaped with your life, make good use of it! Find something better to do than be a criminal! You might not be so lucky the next time.

Finally, to everyone who feels like they have been left out. I’m sorry I didn’t go into great detail for each and every person, but rest assured that you have a place in my heart. Take care and God bless.

3 More Weeks!!!

For those of y’all who didn’t know, I’m moving out of ATL and back home to STL. I just found out that I will officially be leaving Georgia on June 7. I am too damn happy. I’m hoping and praying that these 3 weeks fly by as fast as possible. I won’t get into STL until June 11, but I don’t care because I won’t have to spend those 4 days here! More than likely, I’ll be in KC visiting family.

Today’s Reflection – 3/22/2006

Today is officially my first day back from my “vacation” and I must say that I really loved being back in my hometown! I spent most of my time in Kansas City but I did get to St. Louis for a couple of days and being around surroundings that bring back fond memories was a breath of fresh air. And not having to deal with ignorant Atlanta traffic was the sure fire cure for my road rage. I’m very sorry if I somewhat made plans with anyone and you never heard from me, that’s just the way I get sometimes. But I promise that we’ll get together the next time I’m in the area. That’s about all I got for right now, I still got a boatload of laundry to do, plus I’m hungry. So I’ll talk to y’all later!

Good News For Me!

For those of you who don’t know or have forgotten, I’m a product of the Show-Me state and I get to go back home next month! My homesickness has overwhelmed me to the point of hysteria and now it’s time to cure it! Unfortunately, this isn’t a permanent change of venue, but that is coming at the end of April. I’ll probably only be in MO for anywhere between 2-6 days, depending on how the finances look at the time. If you live in Missouri and we’re friends, hit me up! I haven’t been home in so long, I need a tour guide and I’m looking for volunteers. Be easy y’all!

Today’s Reflection 1/5/2006

Happy belated New Year, everyone! I hope that 2006 finds you healthy in all aspects and that your resolutions (if you set any, I know I didn’t) come to fruition. It seems like Christmas and New Year have offset my routine just a little bit. You all know that usually I would sit down and spill my thoughts out at night, but for some reason, I find myself compelled to get up in the morning and expound while enjoying a cup of coffee. Although, today I had pancakes, turkey bacon, scrambled eggs and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. But does it really matter? Who’s keeping track of this anyway? Now that we have all of the niceties and small talk out of the way, let’s get down to the nitty gritty. Let me begin by saying that I’m a little ticked off with the people who read my blog. What I’m upset about is nothing major or is it new. It’s actually something that I’m guilty of myself but I promise to correct if y’all will do the same. Some time ago (Today’s Reflection – 12/17/2005: second paragraph) I made a big deal over the fact that I wasn’t receiving, in my eyes, an adequate amount of blog comments. Some of my entries haven’t even commented on. And for that special little someone who always has something negative to say, SHUT THE HELL UP! I’m not whining, I just like feedback. We can’t all have the emotional depth and human warmth of a pet rock, now can we? Now, I’m not asking for long, exasperated monologues about your feelings on a certain subject, just a little glimmer of light that lets me know that my word are reaching somebody. Honestly, if I wanted to keep my thoughts to myself and not get someone else’s point of view, I would write in a journal instead. But enough about that. For now…

I was reading a friend’s blog earlier and something she wrote hit home with me. “When you love, exactly what should be excluded from your heart? What part of your actions should no longer exist? Or should everything remain the same just in moderations? Should you be able to do, see, feel or behave as you choose?” That got me to thinking and it made me read on and something else caught my attention. “You know I hear the statement “We are human and we make mistakes” well how many mistakes are we allowed to make? Can we continue to make them over and over and over again on the strength of knowing the person who walks with you will forgive and always be there? Simply because, you are human?” Now my first instinct was to reply instantly and spin my words right off the top of my head. But the left side of my brain stepped in and I realized that a blog entry of my own would be much better. But I am gonna reply to hers later. But back to the reason I’m writing this. At that time, I felt like I had enough ammo to bang out a nice blog entry until I came across this quote. “If Love Isn’t A Game then why are there so many Players” That right there was the straw that broke the camel’s back. So now I finally had enough in my head to begin writing. So, I have a few questions and I want everyone who reads this to seriously take the time and answer it. Why do we play games with each other? Why do we feel it’s okay to lie to each other about the most insignificant things? Why do we say we want one thing and go after another? Usually I would direct this at women, but today I gotta call men out too. We are guilty of some of the same things we blame women for. Hell, some of us are guilty of a lot more! I’m not gonna go into details right now, as a matter fact I’m gonna cut myself short, but I want to know what y’all think! So get back at me!

Today’s Reflection – 12/30/2005

Thank God for today! I hate what Christmas has become more than anything in this world. But now that it is officially past the holidays, normal life may resume. We can stop filing into malls like cattle into a pen. We can stop playing that timeless game of “Monkey See, Monkey Do.” Y’all know what I’m talking about. You see somebody else spending an extraordinarily large amount of money on a gift for someone, so you figure you’ll do the same thing. We can also stop pretending to be nice to the mindless, dull witted, useless pinheads that clutter this world. I know I’m not the only one who feels this way, I’m just the only one who’s willing to say it. But enough about that. For now…

Another Christmas season has passed and that only means one thing: the New Year is quickly approaching. The average person would take this opportunity to let his New Year’s resolutions be known by the world. Well, I ain’t gonna do that and if you know me, you should’ve know that already. Plus, what’s the point of resolving to do something when you’re gonna forget it by January 28? Instead I’m gonna use countless words saying whatever comes to egomaniacal, self-involved brain. Now the first thing that comes to me at 9:19 am EST is that is somewhat early! I really could use a cup of coffee right about now! How many of you know this feeling? The second thing that hits me as I poke my head out the window to check the temperature outside in this Georgia “winter,” is that I’m seriously homesick. But that, my friends, is a problem that will be soon rectified. We’ll go into more details on another day. Once I get past the mandatory celebration that accompanies thoughts of my release from this hell of a prison known as Atlanta, GA, I feel it’s my duty to take time and reflect upon the time of year that has just passed us by. Christmas used to be everyone’s favorite time of the year: snow on the ground, big ass meal on the table, gifts under the tree. It sounds so lovely, don’t you agree? I swear I didn’t mean for that to rhyme, it kinda just happened. Maybe it’s a sign that I need to write more…nah, never mind! Back to what I was saying…

Everyone loved giving and receiving gifts at this time of the year. But as society devolved in some respects, we began to give gifts ONLY at this time of the year and ONLY to see what we received. Now that’s not the meaning of Christmas, at least not the last time I checked. I thought you were supposed to give of your heart. And that the joy that came to a person when they received your gift was all that you were supposed to need? Do I sound like a bad Jimmy Stewart movie, or what? But that’s the thing! At this time of the year, we’re all supposed to sound like we’re fresh off the set of “A Christmas Carol.” We’re all supposed to be walking around like we were in a Scrooge state of mind and those 3 wise and sometimes annoying ghosts visited us to right the ship. But, somewhere along the line, we lost that. Somewhere between the bells ringing because an angel got his wings and the Xbox 360, we forgot that giving the gift was supposed to be more about the GIVING and less about the GIFT. Which has prompted me to wake up at 9 this morning, sit down at this infernal contraption and deliver this message. It also made me take the time to research the TRUE origin of Christmas. And please don’t give me that schtick about it being a celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ. That just so happens to be a boldfaced lie. But then again, the bible also lets it be known that Jesus was a man of color, but for some reason every depiction you see of him looks like he should be headed for a Grateful Dead concert. Now you before those of you who are extremely religious start praying for my soul or damning me to hell, read your bible. No, better yet, take a look at a map and think about the part of the world where Bethelhem and Jerusalem are located. But that’s neither here nor there. We’ll discuss that on another day also…

Back to Christmas…

Now, as I said, I felt compelled to research and deliver the truth about this oh so joyous holiday to you all. And below is what I found. Some would call me a heathen for this, but maybe the “heathen” is the one who will bring the truth to light. So please read on and I expect, no damn it, I DEMAND a response from everyone who reads this! I know you have something to say, so please by all means, let it out! So please, read on and make sure to tell me what you think…

every year after Thanks-giving, most people’s thoughts turn to Christmas. It is the time when professing Christians are supposed to focus on Jesus Christ. After all, it is the “Christ-mass” season!

Christmas is thought by most to be a wonderful time, focusing the participants on giving, family togetherness, beautiful music and decorations, feasting on special foods and singing Christmas carols throughout the neighborhood (as my family did every year). All of this is supposedly centered around the worship of Christ. Surely the Bible instructs us to do all this right?

The answers will shock you!

Why do people think that Christmas is wonderful? Most never reflect on why they believe what they believe or do what they do. We live in a world filled with customs, but few ever seek to understand their origin. We generally accept them without question. Most people basically do what everyone else does because it is easy and natural!

Let’s carefully examine the roots of Christmas. Let’s look at why people follow the customs associated with it. Why is it kept on December 25th? Did the early New Testament Church keep it? This article is filled with facts from history that, when placed together, paint a complete picture. Let’s avoid all assumptions and only accept what can be proven!

Pagan Origin
In 1990, the Solon, Ohio (a Cleveland suburb) school board banned all nativity and other Christmas scenes on any school property because they felt it violated the separation of church and state. They were challenged in court when outraged parents opposed them, feeling that Christmas was being stolen from their children and the community. The board lost the case! The citizenry had contended that Christmas was a worldwide tradition that was not part of, and transcended, religion. It was deemed to be secular a part of virtually all cultures worldwide.

The court decision affirmed that Christmas has no Christian roots! However, the court’s opinion also noted that bible reading and prayer obviously are associated with Christ-ianity a remarkable admission! The court concluded that Christmas-keeping and manger scenes could remain because they are not really part of either Christianity or religion but prayer and Bible reading, which are, must remain excluded from schools!

Nearly all aspects of Christmas observance have their roots in Roman custom and religion. Consider the following admission from a large American newspaper (The Buffalo News, Nov. 22, 1984): “The earliest reference to Christmas being marked on Dec. 25 comes from the second century after Jesus’ birth. It is considered likely the first Christmas celebrations were in reaction to the Roman Saturnalia, a harvest festival that marked the winter solstice the return of the sun and honored Saturn, the god of sowing. Saturnalia was a rowdy time, much opposed by the more austere leaders among the still-minority Christian sect. Christmas developed, one scholar says, as a means of replacing worship of the sun with worship of the Son. By 529 A.D., after Christianity had become the official state religion of the Roman Empire, Emperor Justinian made Christmas a civic holiday. The celebration of Christmas reached its peak some would say its worst moments in the medieval period when it became a time for conspicuous consumption and unequaled revelry.”

Consider these quotes from the Catholic Encyclopedia, 1911 edition, under “Christmas”: “Christmas was not among the earliest festivals of the Church the first evidence of the feast is from Egypt.” Further, “Pagan customs centering around the January calends gravitated to Christmas.” Under “Natal Day,” Origen, an early Catholic writer, admitted, ” In the Scriptures, no one is recorded to have kept a feast or held a great banquet on his birthday. It is only sinners (like Pharaoh and Herod) who make great rejoicings over the day in which they were born into this world” (emphasis mine).

The Encyclopedia Americana, 1956 edition, adds, “Christmas was not observed in the first centuries of the Christian church, since the Christian usage in general was to celebrate the death of remarkable persons rather than their birth a feast was established in memory of this event [Christ’s birth] in the fourth century. In the fifth century the Western Church ordered the feast to be celebrated forever on the day of the Mithraic rites of the birth of the sun and at the close of the Saturnalia, as no certain knowledge of the day of Christ’s birth existed.”

There is no mistaking the origin of the modern Christmas celebration. Many additional sources could be cited and we will return to this later. Let’s begin to tie some other facts together.

It was 300 years after Christ before the Roman church kept Christmas, and not until the fifth century that it was mandated to be kept throughout the empire as an official festival honoring “Christ.”

Can Christ Be Honored by Christmas?
The most common justification that one will hear regarding Christmas is that people have replaced old pagan customs and intents by asserting that they are now “focusing on Christ.” I have heard many say that they are “honoring Christ” in their Christmas-keeping. The problem is that God does not say this is acceptable to Him! Actually, He plainly commands against it! Keeping Christmas dishonors Christ! He considers everything about it to be an abomination! We will soon see why.

Christ said, “But in vain they do worship Me, teaching for doctrines the commandments of men” (Matt. 15:9). Christmas is not a command of God it is a tradition of men. Christ continued, “Full well you reject the commandment of God, that you may keep your own tradition” (Mark 7:9). Every year, throughout the world, on December 25th, hundreds of millions do just that!

We will see that God plainly commands, “Follow not the way of the heathen.” But most people do not fear God, and He allows them to make their own decisions. Human beings are free moral agents free to obey or disobey God! But woe to those who ignore the plain Word of God!

Was Christ Born on December 25th?
Christ was born in the fall of the year. Many have mistakenly believed He was born around the beginning of winter December 25th! They are wrong! Notice the Adam Clarke Commentary, volume 5, page 370, New York edition: “It was custom among Jews to send out their sheep to the deserts about the Passover [early spring], and bring them home at the commencement of the first rain.” The first rains began in early-to-mid fall. Continuing with this same quote: “During the time they were out, the shepherds watched them night and day. As the first rain began early in the month of March-esvan, which answers to part of our October and November [begins sometime in October], we find that the sheep were kept out in the open country during the whole summer. And as these shepherds had not yet brought home their flocks, it is a presumptive argument that October had not yet commenced, and that, consequently, our Lord was not born on the 25th of December, when no flocks were out in the fields; nor could He have been born later than September, as the flocks were still in the fields by night. On this very ground, the nativity in December should be given up. The feeding of the flocks by night in the fields is a chronological fact See the quotations from the Talmudists in Lightfoot.”

Luke 2:8 explains that when Christ was born, “there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.” Note that they were “abiding” in the field. This never happened in December. Both Ezra 10:9-13 and the Song of Solomon 2:11 show that winter was the rainy season and shepherds could not stay on cold, open fields at night.

Numerous encyclopedias plainly state that Christ was not born on December 25th! The Catholic Encyclopedia directly confirms this. In all likelihood, Christ was born in the fall! A lengthy technical explanation would prove this point.

Since we now know that December 25th was nowhere near Christ’s actual birthdate, where did the festival associated with this date come from?

Now read this quote under “Christmas”: “In the Roman world, the Saturnalia (December 17) was a time of merrymaking and exchanging of gifts. December 25 was also regarded as the birthdate of the Iranian mystery god Mithra, the Sun of Righteousness. On the Roman New Year (January 1), houses were decorated with greenery and lights, and gifts were given to children and the poor. To these observances were added the German and Celtic Yule rites when the Teutonic tribes penetrated into Gaul, Britain and central Europe. Food and good fellowship, the Yule log and Yule cakes, greenery and fir trees, gifts and greetings all commemorated different aspects of this festive season. Fires and lights, symbols of warmth and lasting life, have always been associated with the winter festival, both pagan and Christian” (Encyclopedia Britannica, 15th ed., vol. II, p. 903).

A final quote about the selection of December 25th as the birthdate of Christ is necessary. Note an article in The Toronto Star, December 1984, by Alan Edmonds, entitled, “We owe a lot to Druids, Dutch”: “The Reformation cast a blight on Christmas. By then, of course, clever ecclesiastical politicians had adopted the Pagan mid-winter festival as the alleged birthdate of Jesus, of Nazareth, and thrown in a few other Pagan goodies to make their takeover more palatable.”

December 25th was not selected because it was the birth of Christ or because it was even near it. It was selected because it coincided with the idolatrous pagan festival Saturnalia and this celebration must be carefully examined. In any event, we do not know the exact date of Christ’s birth. While God certainly could have made it known, He chose to hide it from the world’s eyes!

What About Santa Claus?
Parents reason that they owe the whole Christmas myth to their children! Christmas traditions are focused primarily on kids, and they are certainly the center of most of what happens. I know because I kept seventeen Christmases. My older sister and younger brother and I were the recipients of much and the givers of very little on that day and it all started with the Santa Claus lie.

Some years ago, a priest in New Jersey told his Sunday school class that Santa was a myth. The outrage from parents and his supervisors was swift. He had “killed Santa!” He had “destroyed family tradition!” He had “usurped family authority,” the article continued. He was officially censored by his superiors for being “overzealous and insensitive.”

His crime? He told the truth!

According to Langer’s Encyclo-pedia of World History, (article “Santa”), “Santa” was a common name for Nimrod throughout Asia Minor. This was also the same fire god who came down the chimneys of the ancient pagans and the same fire god to whom infants were burned and eaten in human sacrifice among those who were once God’s people.

Today Santa Claus comes from “Saint Nicholas.” Washington Irving, in 1809, is responsible for remaking the original old, stern bishop of this same name into the new “jolly St. Nick” in his Knickerbocker History of New York. (Most of the rest of America’s Christmas traditions are even more recent than this.) “Old Nick” has long been recognized as a term for the devil.

In Revelation 2:6 and 15, we read about a “doctrine of the Nicolaitanes,” which Christ twice tells His Church “[He] hates.” Let’s analyze the word Nicolaitane. It means “follower of Nicholas.” Nikos means “conqueror, destroyer.” Laos means “people.” Nicolaitanes, then, are people who follow the conqueror or destroyer Nimrod. If you have believed that following Christmas is an innocent Christian custom, let this truth sink in!

Is It Scriptural to Exchange Gifts?
Merchants regularly report that over 60% of their annual retail sales occur during the Christmas shopping season. This represents a tremendous amount of gift buying. Most today believe that gift-giving comes from the Bible example of the “three wise men” (the Bible gives no number) presenting gifts to Christ. Is this true? Where did exchanging gifts come from, and what does God’s Word say about it?

The Bibliotheca Sacra states, “The interchange of presents between friends is a like characteristic of Christmas and the Saturnalia, and must have been adopted by Christians from the pagans, as the admonition of Tertullian plainly shows” (Vol. 12, pp. 153-155).

Like every other aspect of Christmas, the shocking truth is that even this supposed Christian custom does not come from the Bible. It is an irony that people love to believe they are following the custom of the wise men giving to Christ, when actually they are giving almost exclusively to each other! What hypocrisy! Christ is completely forgotten.

The Bible actually teaches that Christians should not keep birthdays. Numerous scriptures make this principle clear. (Read our article “Are Birthday Celebrations Christian?”) However, what if you went to a birthday party that had been prepared for you and everybody gave gifts to each other and you were left out? The idea is ridiculous! If this happened, you would say that people were being selfish and forgetting you. In fact, most people give to others on Christmas merely because they expect to receive gifts themselves!

Let’s briefly return to the “wise men” who gave gifts to Christ. The scripture describing this is Matthew 2:1-11: “Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judaea in the days of Herod the king, behold, there came wise men from the east to Jerusalem, saying, Where is He that is born King of the Jews? And when they were come into the house, they saw the young Child with Mary His mother, and fell down, and worshipped him: and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto Him gifts; gold, and frankincense, and myrrh.”

It is commonly supposed that these were birthday presents for “baby Jesus.” But is this what the Bible actually says? Absolutely not! First, it is important to note that they did give the gifts to Jesus. They did not stand in his presence and exchange gifts among themselves or give them to others. The gifts were “presented unto Him.” Also, they arrived well after his “birthday.” This is another reason these could not have been “birthday presents.”

A long-standing, ancient custom of the East was to present gifts when coming before a king. These men understood they were in the presence of the “King of the Jews.” The Bible carries many examples of people sending gifts to kings or presenting them upon arrival into their presence. This custom is common today when ambassadors or others come into the presence of a world leader.

Finally, notice what the Adam Clarke Commentary, volume 5, page 46, states about what really happened on this occasion: “Verse 11. They presented unto him gifts. The people of the east never approach the presence of kings and great personages, without a present in their hands. This custom is often noticed in the Old Testament, and still prevails in the east, and in some of the newly discovered South Seas Islands.” Gifts were customarily presented to kings.

What could be more plain?

Origin of the Christmas Tree
No article about Christmas is complete without some explanation of the “Christmas tree.” We have touched on it without directly focusing on it. The modern Christmas tree originated in Germany. But the Germans got it from the Romans, who got it from the Babylonians and the Egyptians.

The following demonstrates what the Babylonians believe about the origin of the Christmas tree: “An old Babylonish fable told of an evergreen tree which sprang out of a dead tree stump. The old stump symbolized the dead Nimrod, the new evergreen tree symbolized that Nimrod had come to life again in Tammuz! Among the Druids the oak was sacred, among the Egyptians it was the palm, and in Rome it was the fir, which was decorated with red berries during the Saturnalia!” (Walsh, Curiosities of Popular Customs, p. 242).

Frederick J. Haskin’s Answers to Questions states, “The Christmas tree is from Egypt, and its origin dates from a period long anterior to the Christmas Era.” Did you know this that the Christmas tree long preceded Christianity?

Most aspects of Christmas are not referred to in the Bible. Of course, the reason is that they are not from God they are not part of the way He wants people to worship Him. The Christmas tree, however, is directly mentioned in the Bible! Turn to Jeremiah 10:2-5, “Thus says the Lord, Learn not the way of the heathen For the customs of the people are vain: for one cuts a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman, with the axe. They deck it with silver and with gold; they fasten it with nails and with hammers, that it move not. They are upright as the palm tree, but speak not: they must needs be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither also is it in them to do good.”

This plain description of the modern Christmas tree is clear. God directly refers to it as “the way of the heathen.” Just as directly, He commands His people to “learn not the way of the heathen,” calling these customs “vain.” Verse 23 adds a remarkable and powerful statement: “O Lord, I know that the way of man is not in himself: it is not in man that walks to direct his [own] steps.” God must teach people how to live. Man simply cannot figure out God’s ways for himself.

There is no room in Jeremiah 10 to believe, as some have tried to suggest, that because these trees are powerless of themselves, it is not really forbidden to have a Christmas tree. God condemns the putting up of pagan (Christmas) trees with this plain Bible command!

The Source of Holly Wreaths, Yule Logs and Mistletoe
The Encyclopedia Americana states, “The holly, the mistletoe, the Yule log are relics of pre-Christian time.” In other words, paganism! The Yule log was commonly used in a rite of Teutonic nature worship.

Frederick Haskin further states, “The use of Christmas wreaths is believed by authorities to be traceable to the pagan customs of decorating buildings and places of worship at the feast which took place at the same time as Christmas.”

The Encyclopedia Britannica, under “Celastrales,” exposes the origin of the holly wreath: “European pagans brought holly sprays into their homes, offering them to the fairy people of the forests as refuge from the harsh winter weather. During the Saturnalia, the Roman winter festival, branches of holly were exchanged as tokens of friendship. The earliest Roman Christians apparently used holly as a decoration at the Christmas season.”

There are dozens of different types of holly. Virtually all of them come in male and female varieties such as “Blue Prince and Blue Princess” or “Blue Boy and Blue Girl” or “China Boy and China Girl.” Female holly plants cannot have berries unless a nearby male plant pollinates them. It is easy to see why the holly wreath found its way into pagan rituals as a token of friendship and fertility!

Christmas is incomplete to many unless it involves “kissing under the mistletoe.” This pagan custom was natural on a night that involved much revelry done in the spirit of drunken orgies. Just like today, this “kissing” usually occurred at the beginning of any modern Saturnalia/Christmas celebration. I will never forget having to always kiss my friends’ mothers upon entering each of their houses every Christmas. It was the first thing that we did. I hated it but it was something I “had to do”! Mistletoe was considered to have special powers of healing for those who “reveled” under it.

The Encyclopedia Britannica, under “Santalales,” states, “The European mistletoe is thought to have had special ritual significance in Druidical ceremonies and lives in folklore today, its special status as the Christmas mistletoe having come from Anglo-Saxon times.” Mistletoe is a parasite that lives on oak trees. (Recall that the Druids worshipped in oak tree groves.) The ancient Celtics (associated with the Druids) used to give mistletoe as an herbal remedy to barren animals to make them fertile. It is still referred to as “all healer” in Celtic.

Like mistletoe, holly berries were also thought to be sacred to the sun god. The original “sun log” came to be called the yule log. “Yule” simply means “wheel,” which has long been a pagan representation of the sun. No wonder people today commonly speak of the “sacred yule-tide season.”

What Should You Do?
Finally, let’s examine what God told His people they should do and the way they ought to teach their children.

Human beings do not want to obey God (Rom. 8:7). They would rather follow their own “imagination.” They do not understand that God wants their lives to go “well.” He wants happiness, joy and blessings to flow into people’s lives. All these are the results of obeying Him.

God inspired Moses to warn parents of the grave responsibility that they have in what and how they teach their children. Notice His instruction in Deuteronomy 6:1, 6-7, 20-21, 25: “Now these are the commandments which the Lord your God commanded to teach you, that you might do them in the land where you go to possess it And these words, which I command you this day, shall be in your heart: And you shall teach them diligently unto your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise up And when your son asks you in time to come, saying, What mean the testimonies, and the statutes, and the judgments, which the Lord our God has commanded you? Then you shall say unto your son, We were Pharaoh’s bondmen in Egypt; and the Lord brought us out of Egypt with a mighty hand And it shall be our righteousness, if we observe to do all these commandments before the Lord our God, as He has commanded us.”

God took Israel out of Egypt out of the customs of the world around them and revealed His Law to them. He does not want His people going back to the traditions, customs and ways from which He has called them.

When all of the interconnected traditions, filled with the symbolism of worshipping an ancient pagan, humanly devised god, are taught, this is not worshipping the true Creator.

The prophet Isaiah was inspired to write, “Cry aloud, spare not, lift up your voice like a trumpet, and show My people their transgression” (58:1). I have done this.

Today’s Reflection – 12/17/2005

Officially, it’s December 18, 2005 here in Atlanta, Georgia but seeing as how this has been on mind all day and this is the first time I sat down at the computer, so we’ll make an exception this one time. For those of you who have been following my daily reflections, you know they tend to skip around on a wide array of topics and then settle on one. Well, I’m gonna make history today and fully expound on every topic that is mentioned. That’s right kids! My long-winded ass is gonna keep typing about the same subject until I’m actually blue in the face! So please make sure you have time to read the whole thing before you start. And if you have any comments, please feel free to share them. Thank you for your cooperation.

Now, the reason that I’m writing such a long ass entry is because I’m not sure when or if I’m gonna post again. I spend a lot of time deciding what I’m going to share with everyone and I’m a little too egotistical to deal with the fact that nobody responds. If you’re holding back because you’re scared of what I’m going to say, STOP! I’m not a big bully. I won’t hunt you down, beat you up, and steal your lunch money because you say something I don’t like. That’s not my style. I’m actually more inclined to go DC sniper on y’all for not saying anything! I thrive on other people’s feedback of my thoughts. That’s why I make sure to post things that are very close to my heart because I think that’s what could make for some of the best intellectual conversations this side of a MENSA meeting. And it kills me to sit here and pour a large part of my heart and soul into a keyboard and get nothing in return for it except crickets chirping. If you don’t like my poetry, tell me so. Hell, tell me what you don’t like about it. If you think I ramble on like a babbling idiot, speak up! If you believe I’m a bit too whiny at times, let it be known. I WANT TO HEAR THOSE KINDS OF THINGS! I want to know what you think of my writing, that’s the only way I can get better. I’d love to know if I’m throwing too many words out at one time, and if I am, I’ll try to cut back. If I sound like that begging ass dude on that sappy ass song on the radio, then I need to stop because that just ain’t me. But I can’t tell for myself. I need all of you out there that read this to let me know.

Now we’re gonna move on to another topic…

What’s the deal with people starting a personal page on website (similar to this) and not putting anything on it? Now I know everybody doesn’t have access to a digital camera, a web cam, or a scanner so I’m not picky about not seeing a picture. Unless I see a description, that is. You can say anything you want then and no one will ever know if it’s the truth. I could remove all my pictures and say I look like Denzel Washington and have the body of a Greek God. But in reality, I could like Dennis, the stock boy at your nearest grocery store and have the body of Mr. Potato Head. But that’s neither here nor there. My real issue is people leaving the content section of a personal page empty. The reason they call it a personal page is because you have your own PERSONAL space to let everybody who visits your PAGE know about your personality. If you leave it blank, you’re saying one of 2 things: you either have no kind of personality whatsoever or you’re not mentally developed enough to express your self in whole sentences. Either way, you shouldn’t be allowed near a computer or the rest of society. Sorry to be the one to tell you that. But then again, I’m not sorry because somebody had to say it. I guess I’m the only person who was bold enough.

Time for another topic…

I was listening to the radio the other day (actually this was more like a week ago but who’s really counting days) and the morning radio personalities were talking about an alarming trend that is sweeping our nation. That trend would happen to be single parents. Well, actually they were talking about single mothers, but my father raised me and I’ve met some other single fathers over the years so I know there are some single parent homes were the parent stands up to take a piss. My first issue with this is why don’t those fathers that are raising their kids by themselves (for whatever reason) get any credit? I know it might be rare to see a woman run off on her child but it does happen more often than most people think. It’s not like we’re talking about a white running back in the NFL or something. I know the common situation is a man and woman lay down and 9 months later a child is born and before the doctor can smack the baby’s %#&@$!, the guy is making tracks, but you got to look at both sides of coin, you know what I mean? But enough about that for now. What is the deal with our society being okay with the concept of a single parent? Not to say that it’s a bad thing for a kid, sometimes it can be the best, but it should not be so %#&@$!ing acceptable! I was raised to be a man, to recognize when I’m able to handle something and to take responsibility for my actions. I know the kind of person I am and I know I’m at least 2 years away from being ready to take on the responsibilities that come with raising a child! Not to say that I’m not mature because I happen to think that I’m very mature. I’m way too self-involved to put another person before myself, and that’s what it takes to be a parent. And I’m okay with that for right now, which is why I’m in no rush to change that part of my life. I’m not saying that to make the fact that I’m self-aware sound like a big %#&@$!ing achievement, we all should know ourselves inside and out, but I’m saying it because it seems like some of our men (and women too) don’t look closely at the person in the mirror before they do certain things. And everybody remembers in health and/or sex education class (I had to take them both) that blood rushes to the erogenous zones of the body during stimulation. Well, that blood must be rushing from the brain because some of these folks must lose all of their common sense and reasoning abilities when they get horny! But let me put it into a simple math equation for y’all. I asked my father for this upcoming figure so he could have embellished just a bit: it takes an average of $15,000 a year to raise a child alone. That’s not counting when they turn 18, head off to that big ass, expensive school you want them to go to and call home for money every other week, and sometimes every week. But think about it. If, you could keep yourself from having that child with a piece of latex rubber that costs anywhere from 58 cents (12 pack box) or $1, isn’t that a better than 18 years of being broke? Now, I understand that sometimes things can happen and I’m not a parent (though I have had my fair share of close calls over the years) so please forgive me if my thinking is a bit crass and disrespectful. I don’t mean anything by it. I’m just trying to get a better understanding of what is going on. Here’s my biggest issue. Our society used to be one that was centered on the nuclear family. For y’all that don’t know what that is, it’s simply a term that used to describe a typical family. Which would be mom, dad, a child or children and maybe even a dog or a cat. Somewhere between the 1950’s and now, we’ve kinda lost sight of that. It seems like nowadays, fathers and husbands have been replaced with baby’s daddies and mother and wife gave way to baby’s mommas. Those terms should not be acceptable today if they weren’t acceptable when the previous generations were growing up. Back then, the only time you saw a single mother or father was by way of death or divorce. And even then, if the other parent wasn’t dead, they were around and civil towards each other for the most part. But that thinking seems to have gone the way of the dodo. Nowadays you can have a 15-year-old mother with 2 kids, her mother is barely out of her 30’s and grandma is just now kicking on 50’s door! So I believe part of the blame for the perceived destruction of the nuclear family lies with these young girls who don’t protect themselves and sometimes they fall for the dumb shit that these little boys be pumping in their ears. I for one am here to tell you that there are condoms on the market today (and they’ve been around since I was 15 or 16) that you can hardly feel during sex. So that myth about it doesn’t feel the same with a condom on is some utter bullshit! And even if it don’t feel as good, wear a condom if you know in your heart you’re not ready for a kid. Sorry to blow the whistle fellas, but it’s about damn time we step up to plate and act like the men we claim to be! Now here’s the part of the conversation on the radio that blew me away. Of the 1.5 million babies born in the US in 2004, 75% (that’s 3 out of every fucking 4!) were born to unwed mothers. Now take a second and guess how many were born to teenage mothers. Give up? Only 20% of those babies born out of wedlock were mothered by a teen. Now if you want to do the math, that means 15% of the babies born last year were from a teenage mom. Think you can guess what age group had the largest percentage of unwed births? Go ahead and take a second to think about it. Okay, time’s up. How many of you guessed that women between the ages of 25 and 29 delivered the highest percentage of babies born out of wedlock? That’s kinda scary, especially to me since I just turned 25! The reason that’s kinda scary to me is because in my experience with single mothers (it is a bit limited because I tend to avoid single mothers unless they are extraordinary women like one in particular. I ain’t saying no names though), they tend to be jaded towards men because of what the last one did.

Which leads me to my last topic…

What the fuck is up with women punishing all men for what one little boy did? I’m a good man. I’m one of those rare men who can be his woman’s best friend and lover. I’m the guy that doesn’t mind going shopping (as long as you don’t make me hold a purse, that ain’t gonna fly around here!), I don’t mind cooking or cleaning up so you can go out with your girls and have fun. When I’m in a serious and committed relationship, I’m as faithful as they come. The most I’m gonna do is go out to the club, dance all night and maybe even flirt a little. But I will always cut my self off before shit gets out of hand. And if I don’t, I quickly and proudly announce that I have woman at home. I understand that not all men are like me. I understand that there are some 2-legged dogs running wild in our nation. But ladies, you can’t blame the next man for last one’s indiscretions. Now men do it too sometimes, but seeing as how I ain’t trying to lay up next to another hairy ass body and rub nut sacks, I’m gonna focus on the fairer sex right now. It’s okay to be hurt if you get cheated on. Hell, something might be wrong with you if you’re not. But you can really let a good thing slip right through your fingers if you let yourself remain hung up on what that punk ass dude did to you. There are quite a few men in the world like me, but some of you women are fucking it up, seriously! Now I know, y’all get hit on just about every minute of every day and it can get a bit tedious, but take the time to differentiate the real men from them fake ass thugs and wanna-be playas. So please, the next time you’re out and a guy approaches you with dignity, respect and class, return the favor. And if something becomes of that chance meeting, let that man have a clean slate. Don’t dog him out like you might have gotten done.

One more thing before I go and I got to aim this one at the ladies…

Quit judging men by what you see! Good men are indeed all around you. You pass them on the streets, in the malls or in the halls at school or work. Most of them you can’t see because you don’t know what a good man really looks like. He usually isn’t flashy enough or rich enough to turn your heads. He might not wear a suit and drive a Lexus. He might not have “a body like Arnold with a Denzel face”. But, as you mature, you realize it’s better to find someone who’s got your back than someone who turns your head. A good man doesn’t agree wholeheartedly with everything you say. He doesn’t just tell you what you want to hear and do the opposite. He doesn’t declare how sensitive, sweet, caring, sincere he is (he won’t have to because it shows). He has his own opinions and you may clash, but he doesn’t have to degrade you to prove he’s right. He even admits at times to being wrong, especially if you are willing to do the same. A good man is not going to meet every item on your checklist. He is human and his frailties and faults are mixed in with all of his wonderful, strong attributes. He needs your love and respect. He needs to feel that you don’t live to “catch” him doing something wrong so you can declare, “Aha! I knew you were a dog!” A good man doesn’t necessarily give you a huge birthday or Valentine’s gift. He shows his love in the ways that are comfortable for him. Don’t judge him by TV standards. No one is living that fairy tale for real. You’ll miss out on your own fairy tale by buying into the myth that our men are no good. It’s just not true.