Not that you wanted to know, or “misery loves company”
by Peggy Drinkard
Life’s been pretty hectic around our house the last few weeks since my mom had a fall, so I was enjoying just staying in this morning, drinking my coffee and staring at our Christmas tree. I began to peruse some catalogues for Christmas crafts to use for the covenant kids’ Christmas and Craft day. The following items kind of soured my Christmasy mood. Just HAD TO SHARE and confirm what you already know about modern Christian gullibilities and sensitivites. Do they really have purchasers for these? 1. A coffee mug that reminds you, “God loves you a latte.” 2. a snowman ornament proclaiming “Jesus loves you snow much!” 3. a “plush stuffed bears nativity scene ” (I.e. little stuffed bears dressed like Joseph,Mary,baby Jesus bear, etc. 4. a vinyl nativity rubber duckies scene (same as above but little yellow bath ducks dressed as wise men, Jesus, Joseph, sheperds, etc.) 5. Little packages of gummy reindeer proclaiming “Jesus is deer to me.” (get it?) 6. And, of course, several varieties of cross-shaped Christmas lollipops in…peppermint, etc.)
Well, I could go on. These are only a sampling. Cha-ching! Cha-ching! What suckers we evangelicals are!
Posted by Peggy Drinkard at December 2, 2006 01:57 PM
One of the youth came up to me and told me that he had seen a creche at local Cracker Barrel restaurant. His only comments were that everything was “too beautiful.” All their clothes were too fancy, gilded, and clean. He said he would like to see a “realistic nativity scene for once.” Somehow, true reality is hard to market. I sure wouldn’t buy the perfume, that’s for sure.
Yes. These things do sell- many by the bucketful. One of my favorites was the token of some sort that you put in your pocket. It was usually a rock or cross or coin and came with a card of some sort. The card had a prayer or poem on it. The purpose of the token was to remind the bearer whenever they sensed the thing in their pocket, etc. that Christ was near and all was well. I used to like to chide a Baptist friend or two that they might be in danger of becoming essentially Roman Catholic. They didn’t laugh much….
‘Jesus junk’ is all around us, I’m afraid.