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Who Stole the Joy?!

It was an unusual interview. The interviewer explained she was writing an article for a national women’s magazine on clever ways to put more joy into the holidays.

In that I’ve written a book on the subject, she called hoping I would help her with the story. I knew that I could.

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In my typical overly excited manner I proceeded to pitch to her one marvelous holiday cost-cutting idea after another—some of them principle-based, others uniquely practical.

It didn’t take long for me to realize that something wasn’t right. One after another, my ideas landed with a thud. She didn’t like them at all.

And that’s when she made a comment that effectively brought the interview to a screeching halt.

She called me a grinch.

Now she didn’t actually come right out and say, “You Grinch!” She said that if she wrote an article encouraging the unthinkable practice of not incurring debt, buying fewer gifts, or cutting back in any way, her readers would think she’d interviewed that old you-know-who himself.

While she suggested my ideas would take all the fun and joy out of the season, she assured me it was nothing personal. But still, she called me a grinch.

Not being one who can easily let things go, I had to get to the bottom of this. I had to find out if what she suggested about me was in any way true.

In my zeal to encourage people to take back control of Christmas from the locked jaws of commercialism, had I taken on a striking resemblance to that cranky old holiday grump, the Grinch?

I was quite certain I knew where to find out. And sure enough, right there on the shelf between Horton Hears a Who and Hunches in Bunches I found it—that familiar bright red storybook: How the Grinch Stole Christmas!

The Grinch hated Christmas. The whole Christmas season! Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason….

It seems that for 53 years the Grinch has lived in a cave just north of Who-ville—he’s an ornery old soul with a heart two sizes too small.

The Grinch detests the holiday celebrations down in Who-ville. He hates the singing, the celebrating—all that noise, noise, noise, noise! So he devises a great Grinchy trick to get rid of Christmas forever: He dresses up like Santy Claus, ties a big horn to his dog Max, and hitches him up to a makeshift sleigh. He waits until all the Whos are fast asleep then heads on down into Who-ville.

He steals all their presents, their ribbons, the wrappings; the tags, and the tinsel, the trimmings—the trappings!

He hauls all the loot to the top of Mt. Crumpit where, in a huge fit of glee, he proceeds to—you guessed it—dump it!

There! His task is complete. He’s taken care of Christmas once and for all. All the noise of the fun, all the joy and the love—even the smallest hint of the season is gone forever.

But what’s that sound? It’s not sobbing, but singing! The Whos begin celebrating with no presents at all. The Grinch couldn’t stop it, Christmas came just the same. It came without packages, boxes, and bags.

I sat there recalling why I love this story so much. And I admit it, I felt delightfully smug. That writer was way off base.

I’m not the grinch in her story. I didn’t steal the joy. Her grinches are consumerism, overindulgence, and overdoing—the attitudes that insist Christmas is something we can find in a store, mail order catalog or the Internet.

If you’ve noticed the joy of the season is missing from your life—that no matter how hard you try, something’s just not right—maybe those grinches are to blame. Maybe it’s time to let them know they’ve lost their power.

Authentic joy comes not from all the outside trappings, but from our hearts; from the story of the birth of a small baby who would become our Savior—from that love, that can fill our lives with giddy joy.

So let the singing begin!

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  1. Kresti A. Lyddon says:

    Yes, thank you – let the singing begin! I am asking my family for donations to the charities of their choices in my honor for Christmas, because I don’t need more “stuff”. Or a promise of lunch together or something else. It’s more fun to make memories together, and not have to spend lots of money to do it!

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  2. Jane Picardi says:

    No way are you a Grinch. The complete opposite! You are a giver and not a receiver…the meaning of Christmas. I sought you out for that reason; and thank you for the bright light you shine in my families life this Christmas

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  3. Maryann Sezaki says:

    Thank you for a fabulous article. I hope the writer who interviewed you will see it and have her eyes opened. I look back at my childhood Christmases with fond memories of family, love, and some gifts. My parents didn’t go into debt for Christmas and our eyes stayed focused on “the reason for the season.” My sister and I never felt deprived, only excited and loved.

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  4. Cally Ross says:

    Amen! while i abhor the commercialism I love the fact that the world celebrates this day. the very way we keep track of time is based on His birth! Glory to God in the highest!
    For unto us a child is born, hallelujah! The Savior of the World!

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  5. Vicki Praszek says:

    I don’t think you are the Grinch at all. We need to live within our means. Overspending causes a lot of stress. If we can find nice gifts at a bargain, I say go for it. I don’t want to live in debt. And I don’t think people who love us would want us to suffer from that kind of stress. Christmas is not about gifts, it is about Christ. Let’s get back to that.

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  6. Beatriz R. Fernandez says:

    What a great article! That’s exactly how I feel! I feel terrible that people feel pressured into spending money they don’t have during a time when they should be resting, recharging and enjoying time with their families. I decided long ago to celebrate Christmas my way and forget about traditions that don’t mean anything to me.

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  7. Karen H says:

    Yes, let’s let the singing begin! We do have much to be thankful for…here in America, especially! I’ve been poor..with barely a penny to stretch between paydays, and a child to care for, and now I’m some better off…but I’ve always had something to be thankful for! And it’s all because of that little babe born over 2000 years ago! Thanking You, Lord Jesus!
    Merry Christmas to all! Let the singing begin!

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