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    Morning over the bay

    Name That Tree

    By Carmen Hinkey

    December 5, 2011
    • Don Rochelo

      I've read what Ben Stein wrote several times before and each time I've read it, it reinforces my feeling that I need to hold on to the truth of my faith and not bend to the lost souls who are trying to promote a neutral state of being. Mr Stein IS part of the majority of people in this contry who believe to live and let live. I loved the story of Carmen Hinkey and the reflection of her youth and her Mother's conversion and for making us aware that we are going into the light of a season. Thank you for the continuance of these articles.

    • Derrick

      I totally agree. Trying to eliminate the word "Christmas" is just a feeble attempt by the godless and atheistic unbelievers of our culture to gain an upper hand by our own stupidity. The foolish woman plucks it down with her own hands (Prov 14:1). Of course no one is offended. Who could possibly be offended by light? It does us well to remember that they can only win what we voluntarily give up.

    • Michael Ssebbaale

      Carmen Hinkey's article is an eye opener to me, until now I had not known that every year there is another attempt to eliminate the word 'Christmas' and replace it with something politically correct, inclusive, and non-offensive. ...I am sure the enemies of Christianity would love to do everything possible to draw our attention away from this historical festive season every year....the celebration of light over darkness is universal, and the ultimate victory of light over darkness is surely the coming of Christ, whose birth we want to remember and celebrate, and whose Second Coming is near. So let us celebrate with a clear conscious and with a sincere meaning of Christmas as Christians.

    • Nicole Solomon

      A rose by any other name... Shakespeare had it right! Let's call a spade a spade. I completely agree that we need to learn tolerance and respect for others' beliefs, but at the same time we cannot compromise our own. If we are supposed to be a light shining, then we can't be half lit to avoid offending those in darkness. We need to blaze up and turn into burning bushes, if anything. A Christmas tree is symbolic of the Christmas spirit that we want to enter into our homes and hearts--all year long. I agree. Let's speak straight and teach our children to stand up for what they believe in too.

    This morning when I got to work and opened my in-box, I found an email from a friend, who had it from a friend, etc, etc. One of those. I usually don’t pass these on, because I know they will make their way around the cyber-globe without my help. And this one has been going around for several years.

    It was a piece from Ben Stein, written a few years ago. It seems that every year there is another attempt to eliminate the word ‘Christmas’ and replace it with something politically correct, inclusive, and non-offensive. Stein writes:

    I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejewelled trees, Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are, Christmas trees.

    It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, 'Merry Christmas' to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu. If people want a crèche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.

    Both my parents were Jews, and when I read Stein’s whole piece, I had to think of something my mother used to tell us. She grew up in Dresden, and as far as external loveliness at Christmas time, German cities beat all. (I went to Dresden a few years ago, in August, and already then you could find shops with Christmas treasures – really beautiful, nice pieces, so I could imagine my mother’s child-heart longing to have some share in all the preparations.) She would tell us how, in their observant home, they would prepare for another celebration of lights, Hanukkah, but that it was just not the same as the Christian homes in their city where the windows glowed with candles and warmth, and the Christmas trees could be seen from the streets. My mother would gaze through these windows and wonder, will I one day have a Christmas tree in my home? Not knowing what the future held for her, she figured she never would. Years, and more significantly, a conversion later, she did, and as the Christmas tree was put up in our home every year, she told us of being a child in Dresden, and kindled in our hearts a closeness to the Hanukkah celebrations of her home. Conflict? Confused children? Never.

    The celebration of light over darkness is universal, and we should not be afraid of offending one another by what we call it. Hanukkah celebrates the miraculous eight-day supply of oil to re-sanctify the temple after the Maccabean revolt. Diwali, meaning array of lights, is a Hindu light festival. It symbolizes the triumph of light over darkness and is one of the most important celebrations in India. Kwanzaa originated in African harvest traditions, and uses seven candles representing the seven principles of Kwanzaa which are lit each night for a week. Sound familiar?

    The ultimate victory of light over darkness is the coming of Christ, whose birth we want to remember and celebrate, and whose Second Coming is so desperately needed. Christmas trees are not what my Christmas is about, but I don’t want to call them holiday trees any more than my Jewish friends want to call their Menorahs whatever we can think up to not associate them with Hanukkah. All religions have their outward symbols, and they ultimately lead us all to the source, Light, which comes from God, however He cares to send it to us.

    candles shining on a christmas tree