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Blogmas Day 4: Buster the Boxer (John Lewis, 2016)…

I feel a great affinity with Buster the Boxer, I think we both have a tendency to some over excitement and perhaps jumping the gun a little bit. In the advert the trampoline, this perfect gift, wasn’t entirely meant for Buster, or indeed the other woodland critters, but they did get their first, and blimey did they enjoy it?!

For me, Buster and all the other little fluffies who have a bounce on the trampoline are like the shepherds and the wisemen. This promised gift, this expected messiah was big news for the Israelites. They knew the history, they were the chosen people, so good upstanding religiously observant Jews should be first in line to see the baby right?

Except, no, that isn’t what happened, we know the story all too well. Some roughty tufty, smelly and probably a bit sweary shepherds were personally invited down from the hills to come and see the baby, to witness this gift first. Then who joined them? Foreigners! People who weren’t even from here saw the signs, understood what they meant and knew where to look.

And that is the whole point isn’t it. This long awaited gift, this promised Messiah is a gift for absolutely everyone, regardless of who they are, where they came from, what they believed and what other people thought of them. Just like that trampoline, this baby boy, Jesus was a gift that everybody would love.

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Blogmas Day 3: Coming Home (Heathrow, 2016)…

I wonder if you’ve ever thought much about Jesus’ earthly family. We’re probably all aware of Mary and Joseph, but the rest of the family don’t really get a look in the Christmas story, or anywhere actually. There’s mentions of brothers elsewhere in the Gospels that not all Christians manage to agree on, but that’s about it.

We don’t even have much about the holy family past Jesus’ birth and before his 30s. Just a story about Jesus when he was 12 recorded only in Luke. But we do know that this little family endured huge journeys in their life together, incredibly dangerous upheavals for anyone, let alone new parents with a young child.

Our Nativity stories start with that well known journey from Nazareth to Bethlehem, a long and probably uncomfortable journey for Mary and Joseph. But the birth narratives end with a journey too, a far more panicked and dangerous one. Mary , Joseph and the child Jesus flee Herod’s attempt to kill Jesus before he ever had a chance to say or do anything revolutionary. Time is spent away, in safety in Egypt. But they don’t stay there for ever.

By the time Jesus’ public ministry begins the family are back in Nazareth, so at some point, somewhere along the way, there must have been a home coming. The little family, although they definitely weren’t teddy bears travelling on a plane, came home to their wider family. I wonder what that home coming looked like.

This Christmas as we travel our own festive journeys, whether they be across the world, or just round the corner, and s we spend even just a little bit of time with people we love, perhaps we could choose to remember that little holy family and those first dangerous Christmas journeys.

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Blogmas Day 2: Inner Child (McDonalds, 2020)…

It is a bit weird to think that at the heart of Christmas and indeed the entire Christian faith hinges on the birth of a child, isn’t it? A baby unable to do anything for himself, incapable of feeding himself, holding his own head up, who once would have laughed at peekaboo was the long awaited and prayed for Messiah.

We were all once those babies, useless, incapable and inherently wonderful babies. And even when we grow up, even when we’re grumpy teenagers like the boy in this advert, the inherently wonderful created nature of that baby still lives inside each of us.

Perhaps that is the very reason that the incarnation needed to happen the way it did. For the wonderful, created nature in each of us, for the inner child in each of us, to take notice the Messiah needed to be like us.

And sometimes we do miss it, we ignore the beauty of the baby boy in the manger because we’re too grown up, too busy, too weighed down with the weight of the world, and maybe just a bit too grumpy. But every Christmas is the chance for our inner child to notice again, the baby boy who is just like us, and is God with us.

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Blogmas Day 1: The Long Wait (John Lewis, 2011)…

Watch today’s advert…

We are officially in the season of Advent, the long wait, the big countdown to Christmas Day. And while it may feel long, very long to us- especially the littler of us for whom a day feels like 10 whole years. I think that first wait, that first countdown, first Advent from creation to the birth of a tiny baby in a stable was longer… for God.

We were merrily, blissfully unaware like the little boy’s parents, not knowing or expecting such a gift to be given in such a way. But God knew the gift, God knew the plan and understood how perfect this gift would be for God’s beloved creation. How very much we needed this gift. That wait, until the right time, until all the right people were in all the right places, until the stars (literally) aligned must have been endless.

I don’t know about you, but I can imagine God becoming as impatient as the little boy in the advert. Far from this little boy being as grumpy and spoilt as he might initially seem, there is a desperation in his behaviour. He is desperate to give the perfect gift, literally cannot wait.

The Old Testament is littered with pointers to the coming gift. God gave clue after clue as to what this gift would be, how it would be given, where it all would happen. The promised birth of the messiah was God’s worst kept secret.

Each Advent as we watch and wait for Christmas, there is a challenge for us to remember the God who counted down the long wait for the gift that God couldn’t wait to give…

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Blogmas: The greatest Story ever sold…

I don’t really remember Christmas adverts being as big a business as they currently are when I was a kid. I do remember the Coca-Cola advert being that hallowed signal, that tipping point of “NOW it feels like Christmas.”  I also, must have done some singing along to the Toys R Us jingle every year. Perhaps I just never really paid attention to the “boring” adverts that weren’t for toys until I was that little bit more grown up.

For me 2008 sticks in my head. I was 18, Waitrose had a Christmas advert out that year that struck a chord in me- somewhere inexplicably deep inside me. “How?” I thought to myself, “How can you watch this and not connect to the true meaning of Christmas? The greatest story ever told?!”

And then it just kept happening. Every year. John Lewis, Waitrose, Sainsburys, McDonalds, even Amazon all connecting with profound truths and deep theology at the same time as simply trying to make as much money as possible. Sure sometimes the links were tenuous, and not all of these corporations have the shiniest business ethics, but these adverts snuck in to Christmas assemblies and talks I gave. Indeed, there was one year where I managed to write six years’ worth of John Lewis ads into one assembly- the year of the now legendary penguin costume.

This year, as the festive adverts roll on to our screens once again, connecting with the story which beats within all of us, I thought I’d put 13 years of ideas in one place.

So come with me, if you will, this Blogmas (every day of December) and think of me as the ghost of adverts past, as we consider the theology of Christmas adverts- the greatest story ever sold…

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Day 25: Happy Christmas…

MERRY CHRISTMAS!! If you stayed with this Blogmas all the way, you deserve a good break over the festive period! 

I pray that your day is full of joy, love and fun! 

To celebrate Christmas day, let’s watch one of the best Christmas videos ever made. I watched this for seven services this year and I’m still jot bored of it yet! 

Merry Christmas!

Lex xx

Blogmas Day No 25

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Day 24: ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas…

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, well apart from Lily… cos she does whatever the hell she wants .

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

Because that’s where they’ve always been hung and if you have a fireplace, why not?!


The child (is 26 a child?) was nestled all snug in her bed,

While visions of Boxsets danced in her head.

And Gill and Colin tucked up in pajama trews,

Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s snooze.


When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Was it next door’s cat again?

Oh no, that’s right in the summer he went to Kitty heaven.


The moon on the breast (smirk) of the snowless ground

Was a bit too bright and annoying, rude moon!

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.


With a little old driver, pulling a festive trunk,

I knew in a moment I must be very drunk.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!


“Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!

We don’t have a porch, nor a garden wall.

So they tried to land and had a great fall.


And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

I thought it could have been a birdy,

Like when they drop bread down the chimney.


But in came Santa in read head to foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot (mucky pup).

A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,

But stopped at the mince pies to have a snack


His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

He had a great big bushy beard,

This was all getting a bit weird.


The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.

I told him the house was a no smoking,

I really did mean it, no I wasn’t joking.


He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, cos fat people are funny.

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Made me feel a bit uncomfortable and I asked him not to wink at me.


He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings, and started to twerk.

And pushing his finger inside of his nose,

He gave it a pick, up the chimney he rose!


He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a cry,

Not concerned that deer really don’t fly,

But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”

Lex xx


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Day 23: Dear Santa…

Dear Santa,

I know we haven’t spoken in years. That’s my fault, I stopped writing, I changed. I’m sorry.

I haven’t left you treats out in ages, haven’t tried to stay awake to listen out for you. I guess when I stopped writing, I stopped believing that you would really come. Again that’s my fault, my bad.

How have you been? Still in the same job? Reindeer keeping well?

Anyway, I guess I’m writing to say that while we’ve both moved on, I’m older now, there is this new little guy in our family who needs to get to know about you, he met you this year in a garden centre (you did always hang out in some weird places, remember when you were at MK library?!) Anyway, Noah’s too young to write you letters yet, but he’s definitely on the nice list, make sure he has a great Christmas?

I kinda miss you Santa, Christmases were always extra magical when you were part of them. I might leave you a sherry out, you know, for old time’s sake…

Lex xx

P.s. Let’s enjoy this Santa themed classic from Veggie tales…

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Day 22: What still needs to be done…?

As someone who is both very organised and loves Christmas, there is rarely much that still needs to be done at this point every year. I generally wrap presents and do cards in the first week or two of December so that all that is left by this time of the Christmas countdown is to relax and soak up Christmassy atmos! 

That said, it is around this time every year that I start to get the pre-Chirstmas eve jitters over the mammoth task of cooking all day. Although it is a job I love and I choose to do it every year, I still get nervous that everything will go wrong and it will be a disaster. It hasn’t happened yet, but there is always a first time!! 

This year, however, Christmas Eve cooking is going to be that little bit more stressful as what also still needs to happen is two more services back in Berko! Aaaarghh! So, I will be preparing as much as I possibly can before 1’oclock. Go to the graveyard with the famalam, drive to Berko, do two services and then drive straight home to cook the final bits and enjoy Christmas eve with everyone. 

So havingsaid that there is always very little left to do by this point, in writing it down there’s actually lots! I’m going to lie down…

Lex xx

Blogmas Day No 22

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Day 21: What Does Christmas Smell Like…?

One of the biggest things I’ve notices and reflected on a little since living alone is that my flat sells different to how i expected. I expected my flat to smell like my family house, but it doesn’t. It obviously just smells of me!! It’s not a bad smell, and actually having lived alone for three months now, it’s comforting, it’s just different to home. 

So this year Christmas will smell of home. 

Christmas smells of cinnamon (well at least it does in my house when I’ve been at the Yankee candles!) Christmas smells of blown out candles, best smell in the world. Christmas smells of warm after a cold afternoon walk. Christmas smells of food, roasting, tasty food. 

Christmas smells like Christmas, inexplicably Christmassy. 

Lex xx

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