Saturday, December 25, 2021

Charles Dickens Christmas Tradition

"The Life Of Our Lord. This religious work was written by Dickens between 1846 and 1849, while writing David Copperfield. Always a devoted Christian, Dickens wrote The Life of Our Lord exclusively for his children, to whom he read it aloud every Christmas. He strictly forbade publication of the text during his lifetime and begged his sister-in-law to make sure that the Dickens family "would never even hand the manuscript, or a copy of it, to anyone to take out of the house." The handwritten manuscript was passed down after Dickens' death in 1870 to Georgina Hogarth and on her death in 1917 it came into the possession of Sir Henry Fielding Dickens, Dickens' last surviving son. The Dickens family continued to read it every Christmas and delayed publication until the last of his children passed away."
~  Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens

What a beautiful tradition.

This morning I woke up and listened to an audio recording of The Life of Our Lord, taking in the beautiful testimony of Charles Dickens.  It seems almost intrusive to listen to it, knowing now the sacredness of this text.  

Theater houses everywhere show A Christmas Carol this time of year, another one of Dickens writings.  A ghost story telling of a haunted scrooge until he discovers and awakes to the wondrous Christmas spirit.  I don't know how often Charles read this story to his kids.  Was this a Christmas tradition?  

Charles Dickens reading aloud his telling of the life of Christ to his family every Christmas is... there are no words to describe what I'm now feeling.  There's a gentleness, a peace, a love.  Remembering more than Christ birth and taking in what it means to be a Christian, and the gift of Christ's life for us, his blessings, his miracles, his goodness.

I was reading a one star review criticizing doctrinal errors in The Life of Our Lord.  Criticizing something that Dickens never wanted published.  Criticizing the testimony and faith that was a wish to remain private and sacred, a gift Dickens gave to his children.  And in this text we see what Dickens believes and values.

It's so easy getting caught up in the little traditions of this season.  There's nothing wrong with Santa and Christmas trees, but lets never forget the "Christ" in Christmas.

Merry Christmas,
Sarah


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