Every Christmas, a relative of mine exclaims, “Well, Christmas is over. All that preparation for about 15 minutes.” Every Christmas, it grates my nerves. Christmas is not over, it has only just begun again.
The analogy I like to use with her is that she enjoys and celebrates the birth of my son (her grandson) practically every day. This daily excitement is how we are to see and respect the remembrance of Christ’s choice to don the injured flesh we wear and lower himself to show us how to live.