I have a couple chaps I know online who I count as friends. We likely agree on 75-80% of theology. Maybe. But when they get it wrong it is like fingernails across the chalkboard.
One such friend is a Baptist clergy named J. S. Lowther. Now Baptists come in all contradictory shapes and sizes and I’ve never met one yet that didn’t have a hitch in their gitty-up. Rev. Lowther is no different. Lowther is good on the Kinist issue, understanding the need to think categorically according to ethnic/racial/family groupings and yet despite that he refuses to Baptize babies because he doesn’t understand that God has placed our children in Christian ethnic/racial/family groupings. Go figure. On one level he understands that the family is the basic social order unit over and above the individual while at the same time by not baptizing babies he proclaims he doesn’t understand that the family unit is the basic social order unit over and above the social order taught by Scripture. He’s like the former Soviet Sub commanders who were famous for their “crazy Ivans.” (Look it up.)
Rev. Lowther, being both Baptist and a strict regulativist (another odd combination) also is a Christmas hater. Lately he’s been knocking my chops about celebrating Christmas. Of course, the tradition I’ve spent the last 30 years part of (Dutch Reformed) have throughout their history celebrated Christmas. The Dutch Reformed Churches will often be found having a Christmas Eve or Christmas morning Church service. The Dutch likewise love their SinterKlaas. Over the years I’ve learned about their past tradition of stuffing wooden shoes full of goodies much the way that most people stuff stocking. I’ve learned from them about Zwarte Piet, Krampus.
All that to say, that in the Dutch Reformed tradition, as well as the Hungarian Reformed, the Swiss Reformed, the German Reformed, the French Reformed and others have all celebrated Christmas. I mean, its not as if the Christmas haters have any kind of ability to go about constantly yakking that “this is a papist tradition.” Put a sock in it guys and belly up to the spiked egg nogg and loosen your underwear a tad bit. It will do your pietism some good.
Now to address this issue of Christmas celebration. Look …. I get why the Puritans (some of them) didn’t want to celebrate Christmas. If I had been alive at that time I would have likely agreed with them. But if they were alive today they would agree with me because our problems today are the opposite problems they had. Their world was threatened by the Superstitions of Rome with its Mass and with its every day of the week is some kind of saints day. They had over-enchanted the world. But we don’t live in that epoch. We live in a world that has been disenchanted. There is no longer any sense of the Holy in the way we measure time. And so, I support the small celebrating of Christmas in the hopes that by doing so it will be a small step to bringing back the enchantment of the world.
Second, there is the reality that if we refuse to measure time by a Christians standard we will measure time by a heathen standard. Think about it. Right now Martin Luther King gets as much billing as Jesus Christ in terms of days marked as special. If we dropped Christmas we would allow the heathens to completely bring in their litany of heathen saints. Christmas would be replaced by Rosa Parks day or Harvey Milk day or Trannie day. Folks who want to insist that celebrating Christmas is not pleasing to God are dullards who do not realize what time it is — where we are in history. We need more Christian High days and not fewer. We need to bring back the Lord’s Day especially as a high day.
However, in order to show what a reasonable chap I am, I’ll make a deal with the Rev. Lowthers and Ryan Halls of the world. When the larger culture brings back honoring every Lord’s Day as Holy unto the Lord I’ll be all in on dropping Christmas off the calendar as long all the other pagan saints day are extinguished as well. But as that is not going to happen any time soon, I am celebrating Christmas along with Luther and a punch bowl full of spiked egg nogg. Merry Christmas to JS Lowther and all my Covenanter type Grinch friends. I hope before you die your heart grows 4 more sizes.
