“I Love That Line!” by Guest Writer Kathleen Becker

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This is the second post in the “I Love That Line!” series that features writers’ reflections on their favorite Christmas carols. Kathleen Becker, writer of Coming2Him, reflects on two stanzas from “O Little Town of Bethlehem.”

“Tomorrow is Christmas! It’s practically here!”
Then he growled, with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming,
“I MUST find some way to stop Christmas from coming!”
For, tomorrow, I know all the Who girls and boys
Will wake bright and early. They’ll rush for their toys.
And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise! Noise! Noise! Noise!
There’s one thing I hate! All the NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!”

(Dr. Seuss, How The Grinch Stole Christmas)

Halting Christmas

I’ve looked in the mirror and seen the Grinch. It was a slow progression.

When my children were young, I experienced Christmas through their sweet, innocent eyes. Christmas was a wondrous time—every song was meaningful; every decoration pointed to Jesus; every gift was a blessing; and every baking day was itself seasoned with stories of God’s love.

As years passed, however, the songs became rote, the decorations dusty and clutter, the gifts too important; and there was no time for baking together.

The quest for the nativity scene, perfect CD, fresh inspiration, new perspective, and heart-rending story to instill deep meaning all began to consume my Advent season. I wished to challenge and grow my family’s faith. After all, Christmas was important.

Yet the busyness of the season was rushing in all the while. And, trying to fit it all in, I found myself competing in shopping blitzes, scrambling to concerts and pageants, and throwing up decorations that often looked like I had literally vomited them out!

Still, the ‘tomorrow of Christmas’ loomed and so did deadlines for packages to be mailed, gifts to be wrapped, and neighbors to be…“cookied.”

“I MUST find some way to stop Christmas from coming!”

    • Until I can find that perfect something that will spread love, joy, and peace in the hearts of my family
    • So I can capture Christmas wonder in my own heart again
    • Before it’s over and, like last year, I miss the opportunity to inspire others with Christmas cheer


Yes, I officially became “Grinchy,” dreading the tomorrow of Christmas, growling at the calendar, drumming my fingers, and covering my ears to all the Noise! Noise! Noise! Noise!

“It’s too much! I can’t make them see. I can’t create that perfect spark to ignite the flame of spiritual passion,” I cried.

But taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and finally allowed the Whisperer to rest a comforting hand on my weary shoulder. Softly, a melody from my childhood broke through. Exhaling and unclenching my fists, I was reminded about the ‘today of Christmas’:

“How silently, How silently
The wondrous gift is given;
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of his Heaven.
No ear may hear his coming,

But in this world of sin

Where meek souls will receive him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

Christ Born Within

Christmas no longer looms ahead of me; it’s today…right now. I can walk in the Now enjoying the activities of the holiday season because my heart and hope rests in the joys of my salvation. My peace, cheerful countenance, and life in the “blessings of his Heaven” are now my Christmas witness to those around me. That fire reignited in my soul radiates out to those I love, familiar and unfamiliar alike.

The fuzzy green now gone from my complexion, my own heart rejoices in the today of Christmas, for the Lord has come.

“The great, glad tidings tell:
O come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord, Emmanuel.

Read more by Kathleen on her blog Coming2Him.