I just read a report online telling of a gentleman who worked inside a Wal-Mart in Long Island being trampled to death by customers who rushed the store right after it opened. Apparently they broke off the hinges of the doors in their mad attempt to get inside the store, and the helpless stock clerk who was trying to control the crowd was bum-rushed, stomped on and died right there.
The afore-mentioned incident is a tragic reminder that greed and consumerism still run rampant, no matter how “in the toilet” our economy may be. Black Friday is simply a reminder of our willingness as consumers to spend, spend, spend to get the best deal before the big Christmas holiday.
It’s also a reminder of the sad shape our economy is in. Retailers are hoping to the high heavens that consumers spend a ton this holiday season, to keep their institutions afloat for now. It would be a bailout in its own right.
I didn’t shop today. Instead, I headed out to get my car’s radiator fixed at the local Acura dealership, and at nearly every store I passed I encountered pushy drivers, mean-spirited pedestrians, and traffic snafus all over a town in which people already don’t know how to drive too well.
All in the name of buying Christmas gifts.
Now, isn’t Christmas supposed to be a time where we celebrate the birth of a man who lived to die for the world…the greatest sacrifice in the history of mankind? And some of us prepare for that holiday by letting our greed consume us?
God help us all.
Here’s some personal perspective. Yesterday, my mom shared with me that gifts are not a priority this Christmas. Dad has a great job, but economic times are rough and they plan to manage their finances wisely.
I can’t blame them one bit. “If you don’t want to get gifts for us, you don’t have to either,” Mom said.
I’ll probably end up buying them all a gift that will prove itself useful for their lives, but otherwise I don’t plan on spending anything. Conversely, I don’t really mind if the family doesn’t have a tree or any gifts under it with my name.
As a kid I couldn’t wait to see what was under the tree for Christmas, and the gifts were always a treat year in and year out. As time passed, the holiday became more of a desire to spend time with loved ones than to put a box of material possessions under a brightly lit and decorated tree.
That rings true especially today. At age 24, and as a young professional, keeping my job will be Christmas gift enough for me. My brother coming home after a medical discharge from the Army would be a great addition. And for Dad’s company to win a new project bid next year would be awesome too. Those would be gifts that you can’t put under any tree, and it would make my Christmas the best one ever.
What a contrast from my child and teenage years. I guess what the Apostle Paul said rings true, for some of us at least.
When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways.
Days like today make me wish we could all do the same thing.
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