In my imaginary dialogs with Jesus, he says he is exhausted. He says he feels used. He thinks he is sometimes used as an excuse for people to misbehave.
He says he isn’t frozen in time or in the stories people wrote about him long ago. He says he is alive, sad, tired, misunderstood and disappointed because the world doesn’t seem to reflect his teachings.
He says he speaks to us all the time, trying to help us appreciate and love ourselves and our lives so that we can appreciate and love each other and all life around us. He notices we are too busy to listen.
He is sorry that his birthday is used to boost the economy–he would like his birthday to remind us of our appreciation for life.
He says he wants to rest. I am imagining this Christmas as a time to give Jesus the gift of rest-filled peace.