Yesterday I took our girls into the nearby county seat for their weekly volunteer work at the animal shelter. While they were occupied, I ran around doing some errands: feed store, hardware store, grocery store, etc.
I noticed a few things. A bank's electronic sign wished everyone a "Merry Christmas." An auto garage's scrolling electronic signed reminded us that "Jesus is the reason for the season." Colorful lights festooned buildings and trees. The Ten Commandments, carved into marble tablets, still adorned the courthouse lawn. A gigantic lit-up cross (admittedly only visible at night) stood as usual on a hilltop outside of town and beams down all year long.
And people know each other here. Oh my goodness, wherever I went people greeted friends and stopped to exchange a few pleasantries before moving on. Clerks greeted customers by name. It's always like this.
This, folks, is Small Town U.S.A. This is Real America.
Meanwhile I saw an article on WorldNetDaily this morning about the assault on Christmas expressions across the nation. It's worth noting that these problems always seem to take place in large cities.
I wish, oh how I wish, the people who long to eradicate any expressions of joy during this time of year could see the joy that emanates in small towns where people know each other and no one is afraid to say "Merry Christmas." What have we given up (or perhaps I should say, what "they" are trying to force us to give up) by denying the ability to celebrate Christmas or Hanukkah unimpeded by a bunch of nay-sayers? Hmmmm.
The article quotes Andrew Walther, vice president of communications for Knights of Columbus, who wisely noted, "I think people mistake tolerance for muzzling."
People in large cities where these "tolerance" battles are taking place are having a much bleaker Christmas and Hanukkah than before. Lights, nativities, signs, displays, music, menorahs... everything has been banned in the name of "tolerance." I'm beginning to hate that word because it's so intolerant.
No one has thought to muzzle small-town America yet, so I thank God we live here.