A woman was Christmas shopping with her two children. After many hours of
walking down row after row of toys and after hours of hearing both her
children asking for everything they saw on those many shelves, she finally
made it to the store elevator with her two children in hand.
She was feeling what so many of us feel during the holiday season time of
the year, getting that perfect gift for every single person on our shopping
list, overwhelming pressure to go to every party, every housewarming, taste
all the holiday food and treats, making sure we don’t forget anyone on our
card list, and the pressure of making sure we respond to everyone who sent
us a card.
Finally the elevator doors opened revealing a crowd in the car. She pushed
her way in and dragged her two kids and all her bags of stuff in with her .
As the doors closed she couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out, “Whoever
started this whole Christmas thing should be found, strung up, and shot.”
From the back of the car, a quiet calm voice responded, “Don’t worry, we’ve
already crucified Him.” The rest of the trip down was so quiet you could
have heard a pin drop.