the Way, the Truth, and the Life

Disclaimer: I apologize for this out of character posting, simply because I rant a little more than usual and present a tone of bitterness and sarcasm. It is the side of me that is a history major that has to bring this forward, to at least make sense of the blinders that some people put on everyday. For every evangelical that is pushing for the defense of Christmas, all I personally recommend for you to do is try and catch the history channels show on the historicity of Christmas overall. I would also suggest that somehow you obtain footage of the ESPN Sportcenter's story about Reggie White's passing away, which first aired almost a year ago today. The connection is quite simple, that is by learning what December 25th of the Judeo-Christian calendar truly involves, you might want to consider taking the stance that Reggie took for the few remaining years of his life here on earth. He stopped celebrating Christmas, and for good reason. He never, ever stopped being a believer in

The power of story cannot be overlooked, nor replaced, ever. There is something about story, a story, a tall tale that can transform the way we look at everyday life, and yet be a simple message that a child could understand. Not a child who is skeptical and does not except what he is told because somehow it seems impossible. Just because he has never seen giants fall by a single rock or men re-emerge from the belly of a fish does not mean that it is time to stop listening to such stories. No, not even a bunch of dead baseball players walking out from a cornfield in the middle of Iowa should stop the child from leaning in even closer to pay attention. There is a moral of every story, and that is what the child will tune into when he gets older. Story is the way to communicate to children, and we must never forget that even though we mature, at heart we are always children. The more we attempt to break down and formulate the story, deciding at the end of the day that either it is impos