This time of the year, I celebrate the birth of my Savior, Jesus. I know of the pagan origins of the yule log holiday. That is not what I am celebrating. For me there would be no hope without my Lord and Savior, Jesus the Christ and him crucified. Thank You Jesus. The manger is empty, the cross is empty, and the grave is empty.
Without Jesus my life was empty. With Him it is joy unspeakable and full of glory. My desire this Christmas is that all would know the joy.
Pagan beginnings. Yes the Yule Log is a northern European ( Germanic ) tradition going back to Druid times. The Church ( there was really only one back then ) adopted local holidays and changed them. Kept the native traditions and natives happy. That sort of thing far predates the Church.
Most interesting to me is the reason we celebrate Christmas this time of year.
Early Roman Christians had to keep a low profile to avoid close encounters with large cats. They slid Christmas under Saturnalia, a Roman hearty party, and it has remained so since then.
The Solstice has been a special time in any culture advanced enough to do basic astronomy with sticks and marks in the dirt.
The days will now get longer until summer. The Earth should not freeze, forever, as it seems it will in the months of Nov. & Dec. Yeah!
Some Scholars think the actual Birth of Christ was in March, along with the Roman Census. ( the reason Mary & Joseph had to go to Bethlehem to find no room at the Inn. )
All the above is of intellectual and historic interest. Not one bit of it does, or should, detract from your enjoyment of this special time.
Calenders are a compromise between the Solar year, Once around the Sun, and the Lunar month, the Moon once around the Earth. Don't sweat the differences between them, and the holidays.
Nine years ago on Christmas Eve, my dad lay at death's door with my mother and I in attendance.
When I removed him from the machines he didn't die immediately. The process took about three more hours. Just before he exhaled for the last time, his eyes opened and I like to think he might have been thanking me for showing this final mercy on his mortal shell.
Every day I think of how thankful I am that he helped me to be a man. I own myself and all that I do, solely by his efforts. There isn't a single hour that passes when I don't see something that reminds me of him.
But it is on this day each year that I celebrate his life, as I also celebrate the coming of the messiah. I believe that Jesus gave me more than just the gift of eternal life. I have also had a wonderful life on Earth.
I hope that everyone will share something with others less fortunate than they are. My dad did, my mom does, and I do.