CHAPTER XIX. A World Without Christmas
What would be the effect of blotting
Christmas out of the calendar of the world? Imagination
would have to explore wide and deep in order to trace
all the consequences. The gladdest holiday of
the year would fade into a common day. The weeks
that precede it would lose all their interest of preparation
and expectation and would sink into dull days.
The stores would not blossom out into brilliant bazars,
cunning fingers would not be busy in secret, there
would be no making and buying and hiding gifts, and
there would be nothing waiting to be disclosed on
Christmas morning! The morning of this day would
dawn gray and bleak just like any other morning, and
no red letter would distinguish it on the calendar
of the year. There would be no glad greetings
with the first streak of light, no rush for gifts
and joyous surprises, no home gatherings, no neighborhood
festivities, no benefactions to the poor. The
tide of life would not on this day rise higher and
run fuller and take on richer colors and sparkle with
brighter joy, but it would remain at the old level
and creep along in the same dull sluggish way.
Deeper losses would result from blotting
this day from the calendar. There would be no
story to tell of that wondrous birth that took place
on the first Christmas morning and fixed the date from
which all other events are dated. To blot Christmas
out of the world we would have to blot nineteen Christian
centuries from the history of the world; in truth,
we would have to go farther back and dig up the roots
of Hebrew history running through twenty centuries.
We would have to go through the world and destroy
every church and Christian institution: nearly
every hospital would go down under this fell decree,
and most of our schools and colleges. Our Bibles
would all have to be burned, and our literature would
be perforated and ripped to pieces. Furthermore,
we would need to pull out of human character and life
all the strands of purity and peace, of faith and
love and hope, that have been woven into the hearts
and lives of men by the hand of Christ. We would
have to stop all our preaching and praying and hush
every Christian hymn and song. We would have
no word of salvation from sin, no comfort in trouble,
and no hope as we look out into the beyond. The
world would lose its Light and be wrapped in night.
Do we want such a world? Can
we believe that God would make such a world and leave
us as “infants crying in the night, infants crying
for the light, and with no language but a cry”?