Personally, I still view Christmas as a time of good cheer. I smile at most who pass me in grocery store aisles, stand near me at convenience stores, and line up behind me at the bank or post office.
How about you (write your comment at the end of this article)?
While finishing up my shopping in Roswell, I couldn't help but notice that our road rage has infiltrated the stores we frequent when purchasing our holiday gifts and provisions. If I didn't know any better, I'd think the pod people -- from the popular '50s movie -- invaded every home in the area while residents slept. In the past few weeks, it seems our behavior is worse than before the Christmas season commenced -- not better.
While grocery shopping the other day, I couldn't believe the people with scowls on their faces. Then, I noticed people racing for a spot in line ahead of an elderly woman. I heard nasty comments yelled across the parking lot. It's an epidemic.
One may laugh at the commercial that depicts two women fighting over a tall gentleman who represents a new game, but I don't find it the least bit funny. This really happens. Women fight over seeing a toy first if it's the last one on a shelf.
Do we believe that Sunday sermons or seasonal donations make up for such behavior?
Well, I call it "Seasonal Sadism." The cruelty we show each other outside of the house is appalling. Of all the holidays through the year, Christmas should be the one we honor the most through kindness and consideration. And this does not seem to be the case.
No matter where I go, I either see or hear about someone's rudeness, malice, or disrespect. Today was no exception.
Therefore, this Christmas, instead of saying there's nothing I want or need, I have but one wish. My wish is that when we cross each other's path -- at any given moment; on any given day -- we do so with a smile on our lips, a kind thought, and love in our hearts.
That isn't too much to ask. Is it?
Merry Christmas, everyone.