The forgotten holiday
OpEd by Glen
As I walked the streets this year at Halloween, I noticed something peculiar. Something spooky. Something horrifying. I saw Christmas decorations.
When I was very young—not so long ago, by the way—I remember seeing Halloween decorations go up about a week before the date of the event. About two-weeks before we would draw our pumpkins and bats on the appropriate color construction paper and cut them out. Those would become part of our decorating scheme at home, of course.
About three weeks before Christmas, Mom and Dad would do their best to hide the presents and we kids conducted the intelligence and sneak-and-peek missions. Our “sneak-and-peek” missions were unconstitutional, as well, and—if caught—we faced the greatest danger known to man. My Dad’s belt. Today the government pats officials on the back for the same mission. We would decorate the tree and get out the cans of snow to spray on the windows (I lived in the desert).
In between those two events, however, was the holiday that I most enjoyed. It is the only true Christian holy day (The term holy day has been perverted to “holiday” just as “Christ Mass” has been preverted to Christmas.) on the Calender. That day was Thanksgiving.
Most people are groaning now that Christmas is, indeed, the most “Christian” holiday on the calender. That is the day the Lord Jesus was born. And what about Easter? That’s the only day of the year that we have to go to church! Most people do not know that both of those days are based on pagan holidays. The Christmas tree with testicles hanging from the trees and rabbits celebrating the fertility goddess. Jesus was likely born in September or April, depending on who you talk to. I lean more toward April because the evidence makes more sense. You notice the only objection to Christmas is that pagans want the word “Christ” stricken from the holiday and crosses removed. They do not mind the pagan Christmas tree and Easter Rabbit.
During the Thanksgiving holiday, we dressed up in paper pilgrim hats and learned about the Pilgrims and the first supreme law of the land; the Mayflower Compact. There were images of the Cornucopia and turkey everywhere. Yes, Virginia. There is a tom turkey.
And we prayed.
In fact, despite all of the trappings, that is the whole purpose of the holiday that was instituted by George Washington and subsequent presidents until Abraham Lincoln made it a national event. It was declared as a day to give thanks to the Judeo–Christian God. The All Mighty. The He that is capitalized throughout the Holy Bible. We were to thank him for all of the blessings the country, and we as individuals, received throughout the year. We were to ask blessings for the following days. One national cry to God for forgiveness of our sins and help to guide us thereafter.
In subsequent years, I noticed that Christmas started drawing closer and closer to Thanksgiving. We replaced the “Thanks” with a “Turkey.” We did not give thanks, anymore. Most public school kids do not even know of the existence of the Mayflower Compact. God is not allowed in the classroom. We are taught that the “Creator,” that the Constitution refers to, is whoever we created. We just stuffed ourselves until the result of the football game was announced. And presidents stopped reminding us to thank God.
(Of course the game was great. You have thirty-something guys lined up on a field angry because they had to work on a holiday. There are bound to be fireworks!)
As time passed, the pagan holiday of Christmas encroached on Thanksgiving and decorations even began appearing before Thanksgiving. Now the two pagan holidays seem to be merging. And Thanksgiving is nowhere in sight.
I also noticed that is about the time we began to remove the Ten Commandments from the court rooms, remove God from the classrooms and quit giving thanks as a nation, strange, scary things began to happen. It became easier to give up essential liberties to politicians whom only political cartoonists could love. Children began to disappear from their homes “for their protection” without even a court order. Such evil never entered the mind of Poe during his time.
We stopped giving thanks to God and look at the condition of the country today. Instead of thanking God for their blessings, people are begging for rationed health care.
Coincidence? Nope. Can’t figure it out. Been to public school.
Here, for your perusal, is the first supreme law of the land:
In the name of God, Amen. We whose names are underwritten, the loyal subjects of our dread Sovereign Lord King James, by the Grace of God of Great Britain, France and Ireland, King, Defender of the Faith, etc.
Having undertaken, for the Glory of God and advancement of the Christian Faith and Honour of our King and Country, a Voyage to plant the First Colony in the Northern Parts of Virginia, do by these presents solemnly and mutually in the presence of God and one of another, Covenant and Combine ourselves together into a Civil Body Politic, for our better ordering and preservation and furtherance of the ends aforesaid; and by virtue hereof to enact, constitute and frame such just and equal Laws, Ordinances, Acts, Constitutions and Offices, from time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general good of the Colony, unto which we promise all due submission and obedience. In witness whereof we have hereunder subscribed our names at Cape Cod, the 11th of November, in the year of the reign of our Sovereign Lord King James, of England, France and Ireland the eighteenth, and of Scotland the fifty-fourth. Anno Domini 1620.
The ‘dread sovereign’ referred to in the document used the archaic definition of dread; meaning awe and reverence (for the King), not fear.