by
Henry van Dyke
It is a good thing to
observe Christmas day. The mere marking of times and seasons, when men agree to
stop work and make merry together, is a wise and wholesome custom. It helps one
to feel the supremacy of the common life over the individual life. It reminds a
man to set his own little watch, now and then, by the great clock of humanity
which runs on sun time.
But there is a better
thing than the observance of Christmas day, and that is keeping Christmas.
Are you willing to forget
what you have done for other people, and to remember what other people have
done for you; to ignore what the world owes you, and to think what you owe the
world; to put your rights in the background, and your duties in the middle
distance, and your chances to do a little more than your duty in the
foreground; to see that your fellowmen are just as real as you are, and try to
look behind their faces to their hearts hungry for you; to own that probably
the only good reason for your existence is not what you are going to get out of
life, but what you are going to give to life; to close your book of complaints
against the management of the universe, and look around you for a place where
you can sow a few seeds of happiness -- are you willing to do these things even
for a day? Then you can keep Christmas.
Are you willing to stoop
down and consider the needs and desires of little children; to remember the
weakness and loneliness of people who are growing old; to stop asking how much
your friends love you, and ask yourself whether you love them enough; to bear
in mind the things that other people have to bear in their hearts; to try to
understand what those who live in the same house with you really want, without
waiting for them to tell you; to trim your lamp so that it will give more light
and less smoke, and to carry it in front so that your shadow will fall behind
you; to make a grave for your ugly thoughts and a garden for your kindly
feelings, with the gate open -- are you willing to do these things even for a day?
Then you can keep Christmas.
Are you willing to
believe that love is the strongest thing in the world -- stronger than hate,
stronger than evil, stronger than death -- and that the blessed life which
began in Bethlehem nineteen hundred years ago is the image and brightness of
Eternal Love? Then you can keep Christmas.
And if you can keep it
for a day, why not always? But you can never keep it alone.
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