Holiday History ~ Red and Green

Holiday History ~ Red and Green

Ever wonder how red and green became our Christmas colors? Well, back in the day when I was writing A Heart’s Revolution (which includes Christmas in 1780), I paused to look it up, just to make sure my characters would have been celebrating with familiar colors (they totally would have been!). So of course, I figure I’ll share with you too, as part of my Holiday History series. 😉

The green part of “red and green” I pretty much knew. Since evergreens are the only thing growing in the Western hemisphere this time of year, it was chosen as a decoration–one we could find much significance in, as it’s a symbol of eternal life and/or rebirth. There were, of course, traditions surrounding this before Christianity took root–traditions that were easily integrated into the new faith because of how well they represented our ideals.

But red–that’s the one I wasn’t sure about. And it’s been around long enough that historians aren’t entirely sure about it. But this is their best guess:

Traditionally, the feast day of Adam and Eve is on Christmas Day. As part of the celebration in the Middle Ages, they would put on a play to educate the illiterate masses about Adam and Eve’s story. When they got to the part about the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil their options were limited–the only tree still green was the pine. And the only fruit they had stores was the apple. So they’d tie an apple onto a pine bough, and that would represent their Tree.

Over the years, the red apple snuck into Christmas traditions too, appearing on wreaths and garlands. Red and green soon took hold in its own right. Holly became a popular plant to decorate with solely because it combines those two colors (and is an evergreen so, you know, around in December).

And there we have it! A tradition that has been around for somewhere between 500 and 1000 years, and shows no signs of stopping. =)

Holiday History ~ Fruitcake

Holiday History ~ Fruitcake

Ever wonder why this cake has become a holiday staple, despite all the jokes about how much people hate it?

Well, let’s start by stripping off the layers of dislike. Up until they began to be mass-produced, fruitcake was a much-beloved special-occasion treat, made with care and considered a rare treat–and a long-lasting one.

The fruit in fruitcake is dried and candied (soaked in sugar), which means it’s well preserved. The cake itself is often made or stored with alcohol too, which in turn kills bacteria. The result? This cake can last. Up to 25 YEARS is the accepted limit (??) on its shelf-life, and apparently it was often traditional to make a cake one Christmas for eating the next. (Yeah. Sure. Why not.) Cultures around the world have their own varieties of fruitcake, with slight variations but equal presence.

So why did it get tied to Christmas? Well, it was reserved for special occasions for centuries, because the ingredients were costly. Fruit, historically, was not cheap, and neither were sugar and butter. It was a favorite cake for weddings, and of course, that most special day of the year–Christmas! So to give a gift of a fruitcake was thoughtful and would have been well received. People could treasure it, savor it, enjoy a bit here and then a bit there without fear of it spoiling.

Where do you come down on fruitcake? Special treat, or dreaded gift? Have you ever tried a homemade variety, or just the mass-produced kind? (I’d be interested in sampling a homemade one sometime! I’ll have to add it to my eventual-holiday-baking list.)

The Third Way

The Third Way

A couple weeks ago at Bible study, we were talking about our reactions to things like aggression and violence done to us or our families. We saw, of course, the human response–“hurt my kids and I’ll go all mama-bear on you.” And then we dwelled a while on the responses of communities who choose to forgive perpetrators of violent crimes against their members, like the AME church in Charleston and Amish community that suffered the school shooting.

I posed the idea that a community choosing this sort of reaction is a deliberate decision–made perhaps in part to curtail further violence, but also based on the knowledge that if they react in like form, there would be consequences for everyone in that community. To react with violence is to invite further violence.

Still, that has to be a decision, right? Because the human instinct is not to forgive. The human instinct is to respond. To react. The human one…but what about the Christian one?

No doubt you’ve heard, as I have, that humanity is hardwired with a “fight or flight” reaction to danger or surprise–leap out at someone in a dark alley, and they’ll probably either scream and run away or sock you in the nose. When we or our families are attacked, it’s perfectly natural to either lash out or flee (“or cry” as someone pointed out, LOL). These are our two biological answers to such a situation.

Which is when it dawned on me that when Christ says “turn the other cheek” He’s showing us a third way.

When we find ourselves in those situations–situations of violence, of aggression, of speech filled with hate, of people pushing us physically or emotionally–we don’t just have those two natural reactions open to us. We have a third choice.

Don’t fight back. Don’t run away.

Stay there, and turn the other cheek. Give more than someone tried to take. Serve them. This very unnatural reaction accomplishes something neither fighting nor fleeing ever can. It makes a statement that even someone in the throes of rage can’t totally ignore.

It moves us from victim or opponent into a whole other category. And it lets the light of Christ really shine.

This, my friends, is what makes Christianity thrive through persecution and hardship. This is what keeps us from ever being wiped out. Because as long as we Christ followers are doing this, we are winning souls even in the midst of our own destruction. We are increasing our numbers by recruiting our tormentors through the simple action of active peace.

The simple, complicated action.

Because peace isn’t just a lack of violence. Peace isn’t the absence of war. Peace has to have a positive definition, it has to be something, not just the lack of something else. And Christ really paints that definition clearly for us, doesn’t He? He shows us exactly what peace, true peace looks like. It looks like giving. It looks like service. It looks like sacrifice. Peace looks like loving your neighbor…and your enemy. Peace looks like going out of your way for the people you least want to spend time with.

Violent situations will come–they always do, whether on a cultural or personal scale. We’re going to encounter people who dislike us or even hate us. We’re going to have to face abusers and bigots and people who judge us. Let’s have thought through our response. And let’s remember that there are consequences for what we choose in those moments. Consequences for us…and for those aggressors. God loves them just as much as He loves you. What if your reaction is the thing that shows Him to that furious soul?

The world is violent. Let’s #BeBetter. And let’s remember that the way of peace is not inaction. The way of peace is choosing that radical third way of responding.

Holiday History ~ Merry Vs. Happy

Holiday History ~ Merry Vs. Happy

Have you ever wondered why in America we say “Merry Christmas” instead of “Happy Christmas,” when “happy” is the wish of choice for other holidays?

Experts don’t completely agree on the why of this, but they have some good ideas.

First of all, the history. We can date the term “Merry Christmas” back at least as far as 1534, thanks to a surviving letter from bishop John Fisher, in which he wishes a “Merry Christmas” to Henry VIII’s chief minister, Thomas Cromwell. We don’t know if it was the most popular wish at the time, but we do know that it solidified in popularity during the Victorian era, largely thanks to Dickens.

He uses the phrase in A Christmas Carol no fewer than 21 times! And he also quotes from the carol “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen” in there…and did something rather funny in said quote. Apparently the original term was “God rest you merry.” As in, “God keep you in good health and happiness.” This, then, was simply something wished to the gentlemen. But Dickens changed the placement of the comma, turning them into “merry gentlemen.” A change that would have amused his readers at the time, no doubt. And certainly contributed to the idea of Christmas being a day for being merry.

It’s also worth noting that the very first Christmas card said, “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you” on it.

The idea of “making merry” (versus simply “being happy”) also plays a role in the popularity of the phrase. For hundreds of years, Christmas was the time of the greatest celebration, marked by feasts and parties and games and whatever fun could be scraped together. So this was what people began to wish for each other–not just happiness, but “a good time.”

Some, however, thought it a bit raucous for their tastes…most notably, England’s royal family. “Making merry” was too low-brow and distasteful, so they began wishing everyone a “Happy Christmas” instead, and of course, others in England soon followed suit. “Happy Christmas” is now more common in England across the board…though I daresay there’s still plenty of merry-making going on. 😉

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving!

I hope everyone has a wonderful week, and that my fellow Americans enjoy their Thanksgiving holiday. I’m taking this week off from blogging to spend time with the family and get some fun things ready for my big sale. (Christmas boxes!) And also returning to Pittsburgh Children’s Hospital for Rowyn’s first follow-up appointment. I’m also cooking Thanksgiving dinner for the first time ever this year, thanks to COVID (I usually just bake pies and rolls for the family meal), and am looking forward to some extra time for knitting and reading.

What are your plans this year? I’d love to hear about them! And if you’re really missing the blog, feel free to browse my plethora of Thanksgiving-themes posts!