I am a grinch, I admit it...

god-of-small-things

This is not a pick on this one guy, and if I am honest I do not think the posts he put up were “grinchy” - as he puts it - in the slightest.

Far from it in fact. One of the reasons ( and it is somewhere near the top of the list of the very many reasons that I have ) for my not having any faith in the Christian religion as a pastime is the very apparent (to me anyway) conflict between the basic precepts that are preached and the blatant commercialism of the Christmas festival.

I know that the underlying principle involved here is giving.

I know well the importance to Christian believers of the original gift.

I very much doubt that the original donor had in mind, or even contemplated the idea of a quick trip to a department store and loading up the credit card. Nor, I suspect, was the idea contemplated of children demanding of their parents gifts which the parents can not afford nor the children deserve.



My ideal gift, the one that I try to give to my wife and family every year (with meagre success sometimes I will admit), is one that just can not be bought; anywhere. It is the one gift that I would wish to receive from every member of my small family.

My ideal gift might take many different forms, but it will never be seen in a shop or warehouse.

My ideal gift has no value, because it is beyond price.

My gift will never make another person rich.

My gift is my love.

Now how grinch is that!!!