'The Big Red Store' is a poem that I wrote in the year 2000 to share at my Christmas seminars. It is indeed about a 'Big Red Store' which those who live in New Zealand and some cities in Australia will be familiar with - the place 'Where Everyone gets a Bargain'. Most bigger towns and cities around the world have a 'Big Red Store' or maybe your big store is blue.
It is the type of store you do not want to visit the week before Christmas and especially not on Christmas Eve - the queues there are the longest and even if you carefully select the shortest queue, clutching your tin of Danish butter biscuits for Grandma and two giant rolls of 'economy wrap', I can guarantee you will wait just as long, for the guy in front of you will have a trolley piled high with the latest gadgets and toys for his two kids who they always spoil at Christmas because well 'It's Christmas!' and 'This is what the kids requested in their letter to Santa - can't let them down'. It would ruin Santa's image!
It is at these stores where you will observe the worst of the Christmas madness and I must explain the reference to the 'Teletubbies' which appears in my poem. It was at a branch of the big red store in New Zealand where two mothers were caught on camera fighting, tug of war style, over the last 'Teletubbie' toy left on the shelves! - Such had been the media and retail hype over a TV programme for young children which featured creatures with TV sets in their bellies and antennas on their heads who could only babble but toddlers became 'addicted' to the show and parents believed that their child would suffer serious deprivation if he or she did not own one of the toys!
I have left in the references to the toys of the time - to remind you that the latest 'must have' trendy toy will always be replaced by another more expensive gadget that will now appeal to mum and dad as well as the kids - you just need to buy some extra consoles for each family member!
Perhaps, like me, you despise the commercialization of Christmas and some choose to turn their backs completely on any celebration of what is only seen as a ' Silly Season of Spending'. So they choose to have a 'low key Christmas' and just have a barbecue (I'm referring to the Southern Hemisphere here!) but they have barbecues most weekends over summer, so there is nothing really special or significant about their celebration of Christmas.
My seminars were a reaction in a way, to both of these trends I observed when I came to live 'Down Under'. Christmas had always been the most wonderful time of the year when I lived in England. There were always traditional trees in the town square, the aroma of roasted chestnuts on the streets, Christmas carolers and at my house - decorations inside the home (not an OTT outdoor light display that blew the fuses and rocketed the power bill skywards) special foods on the table, Christmas crackers, 'satsumas in stockings' and my favourite treat because it was only given to me at Christmas - a 'Terry's Chocolate Orange'! Whenever I 'tap and unwrap' a chocolate orange, it always reminds me of my childhood Christmases at home! My dad knew this was my favourite gift - in many ways I looked forward to this more than anything else - in my eyes it was better than the 'big present'!
Down under, Christmas was different, much more casual and laid back, it was hot and although the turkey was still on the table with salads instead of potatoes for Christmas dinner and presents were distributed by an uncle in a Santa hat, that was basically it. I found some people never bothered with a tree or if they did it was a 'tinsel stick' showing where to pile up the new toys for the kids which was their only family tradition - along with a tin of Danish butter biscuits for grandma which they had stood in a queue for an hour to purchase when all the ingredients needed to make biscuits where actually in their pantry!
I wanted to tell people there was a better way, that they could celebrate Christmas in style without going into debt or joining the madness at the mall, 'creating' a Christmas for their family to enjoy, introducing simple traditions which would be remembered by the children in years to come and even passed on to future generations. Discovering the joys of creativity and blessing others in very personal and practical ways. And to encourage Christian families to give honour to Christ, making Him the focus of their Christmas rather than a fat guy in a red and white suit.
So without further ado, here it is my poem to challenge your thinking and attitudes towards Christmas. I hope you enjoy it!
THE BIG RED STORE
Christmas is coming, Retail 's doing okayFor I joined the horde of shoppersIn the big, red store todayAs I grabbed a trolley and sped off down the aisleThe blow up Christmas reindeer couldn't make me smile'DON'T WORRY BE HAPPY'I had a sinful wish'I'd really like to punch that singing rubber fish!''Dad I want a Pokemon, like all the kids at school'Having lots of plastic cardsMakes him look so cool'Mum I want a Barbie house, it simply isn't fair''Santa didn't bring that much to our house last year'Oh, the sights and sounds of ChristmasYou'll experience at the storeBut it's all artificial, nothings real any moreThe Christmas tree is PVC, it's made in SingaporeThere's even a matching plastic wreathTo hang on your front doorNowhere was a manger scene on prominent displayTo remind us of the meaning of this very special dayThere were lots of jolly santas stacked high on every rowThe loudspeaker bellowed'ONLY 10 DAYS TO GO!'The enticement to spend and spend some more'Don't have money?''That's what credit is for!'People in debt and suffering stressWas it really Christmas that caused their distress?Christmas traditions are now used as a ployTo get you to buy the latest toySt Nicholas was a saint with a heart for the poorPeople don't talk about him any moreHe's now known as 'Santa'He's been hijacked to sellOn the books at AppleAnd loved by MattelDown at Harvey Norman he can really draw a crowdHe's good at selling Christmas spiritDoes Liquor King proudA plastic man- made ChristmasCommercial through and throughBut have you ever thought what Christmas means to you?To me, it means a Saviour sent from God aboveInto a dying, desperate world to show them of His LoveHope, Joy and Peace can be ours to receiveAll He asks is that we truly believeAnd I believe in Jesus, the Son of God Most HighI think of how He's blessed meAs Christmas time draws nighEach Christmas, my gratitude to God I express...By using my gifts and talents to blessOpening my home, I fulfill my desireTo reach out to others and hopefully inspire!So celebrate Christmas and show that you careAbout this special time of the yearTake your children to choose a treeBake festive goodies for afternoon teaDecorate your home - now here's my adviceLose the tinsel, it isn't that nice!The best decorations I'm sure you'll agreeAre those made by nature - what's more, they're free!So if you home is looking starkCollect some pine cones from your local parkAnd if you're feeling really boldYou could even spray them gold!Resist the urge to buy gifts to impressInstead look for ways in which you can blessYou family and friends, the people you meetThe elderly neighbours who live on your street You could give them something - perhaps made by youSomething you baked, crafted or grewWould you open your home on Christmas day?Invite someone on their own to stayTo be part of your family and share your mealThese kind of gestures make Christmas realIn spreading goodwill, we can all play a partFor the actions of people reveal their true heartBut in the big, red store, the queue's to the doorWhere they fought over Teletubbies, it was shown on TVOn the six o'clock news for the nation to seeBut we can choose a better way and redeem Christmas DayBy rejecting the hype and pressure to spendWhat kind of message could we send?For the stores don't own ChristmasIt's ours to enjoy!And to remember the birth of a baby boyNamed JESUS and He's still the REASON why we celebrate the SEASON!Penned in December 2000by Ann at eightacresofeden and christmasatedenPlease - if you want to share this poem with others or read it aloud at a Christmas function, feel free to do so, all I ask is that you direct them to my blog for the source and acknowledge me as the author - thank you!