A few years ago, back when it was acceptable to attend a music concert without risking your
health and life, my wife and I attended an Oak Ridge Boys Christmas concert. (This is by no means a
“spiritual endorsement” of The Oak Ridge Boys, I just happen to enjoy their music.) Anyways, we had a
great time listening to all the Christmas Songs and just soaking up the whole “holiday spirit”, you might
say. After the concert, Sandi bought me the group’s latest Christmas CD, which I have enjoyed
immensely over the past few years.
One of the songs on that CD is entitled “The Most Inconvenient Christmas”. As goes the typical
country song, it is told in the form of a story. It is about a family traveling for the Christmas holiday to go
and visit their grandfather. As the humorous story unfolds, we see the family experiencing one mishap
after another. The car breaks down, and they have to spend the night in a truck stop until the repairs are
finished, only to arrive a “grandpa’s” to find out that he had hung some faulty Christmas lights that caught
fire and burned his house to the ground. Needless to say, it was a pretty unfortunate Christmas! But then
the chorus of the song goes on to say, that although all this was inconvenient, “the most inconvenient
Christmas ever was, was the first”.
I think that we sometimes forget