One joy is the family experience of shopping for just the right tree for Christmas. The selection is important because you have to be sure you can get it through your door and into the house or apartment. The alternative of course is to buy an artificial tree. But you know, there is something special about a real tree because it is the adventure of the sport of finding, selecting, and individuality of experiencing some uniquely new. So, if you have an artificial tree tucked away in the basement or closset, why not leave it there this year and venture forth?
Naturally the selection can be an adventure all it’s own. What do I mean? Well, you surely want to select a full tree free of imperfections such as a bare spot, type of fir you like as it’s branch needles can be to your fancy. And in doing all this, it generates a merry spirit of a history of hundreds of years and generations past.
Legend has it that Saint Winfried, a missionary to Scandinavia in the 8th century set up the first home Christmas Tree to show the Druids an alternative to their ritual human sacrifice. It was in Germany that the fir Christmas Tree became popular. The early decorations were of fruits and nuts representing the idea that life would return in the Spring. Christmas ornaments eventually replaced the fruits and nuts as German ingenuity in creative art designs built a business enterprise system that flourished from the 19th century and found it’s way throughout much of the developed nations. In the 1880s F. W. Woolworth’s Five and Dime Stores began importing German made ornaments.
Every Christmas finds family members decorating the Christmas Tree. The gathering of boxes of lights, ornamental bulbs, children’s paper chains made at school or home of many designs filled with creative ideas and tin foil icecycles originally meant to be laid on individually often now is seen being tossed on tree branches. That was my family memory as a little child watching my brothers and sister (she insisted on the icecycles being applied just so) and favorite totally blue lights. In those days they did not have the variety of lighting systems seen now. However, even today, I think about the beauty of those lights reflecting the sparkle of my sister’s perfection.
Christmas is a time for memories, of love, of family, of music and song, of Christmas tales old and new, and aside from it’s commercialism, a time to give thanks in the holiest of ways as Christians to honor the birth of Jesus and his life on Earth.
To all of you, enjoy the Season and remember it is indeed a time to wish all a very Merry Christmas or Happy Hanukkah!