“Always winter, but never Christmas.” That memorable line comes to us from C. S. Lewis’ beloved children’s classic The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. For me, there are no words that better describe this season in our world’s history than those. “Always winter, but never Christmas.”
It was just last winter in China that the White Witch first cast her spell that still has us in its grip. Under gray skies she introduced a microscopic virus into our atmosphere that spread around the globe as rapidly as fingers of frost across a January window pane. Before long, people the world over were confined indoors, schools closed, and economies froze.
Even after the calendar’s pages flipped from spring to summer, there was still a chill in our nation’s air from social unrest, wildfires, hurricanes, and a rancorous presidential race. Summer gave way to fall. The leaves turned. They now wait in trash bags at the curb to be hauled off by our municipalities’ sanitation trucks. The year-end holidays are again upon us, but it doesn’t seem very much like Christmas.
“Let’s skip Christmas this year.” That’s the title of a song by Rodney Crowell that came out a couple years ago. Listen to these lyrics. They sound almost prophetic now:
We’ll tell our family and friends
That we still love them a ton.
But we've just taken ill,
And we won't be much fun.
We're contagious, we fear.
Can't you imagine their sneer
If we skip Christmas this year?
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