Like most boys as a child I loved adventure stories. I loved hearing about pirates and soldiers and undiscovered jungles. I imagine I am not the only one who wondered or dreamed about what it would be like to discover a ‘ lost world’ full of exotic animals and fierce marauding tribes.
However if pushed to choose I guess my favourite ‘adventure’ was the idea of finding a long lost treasure map and following its direction to its secret treasure trove. Most men of my age were brought up with that wonderful phrase, “X marks the spot”.
In recent years the romance and fun of pirates and treasure has been rediscovered thanks to the Pirates of the Caribbean Franchise and the wonderful character of Capt Jack Sparrow.
Ironically much as I loved the thought of adventure and dreamed of finding my own treasure map, where X marked the spot I happen to be one of those people who ‘hate’ the abbreviation Xmas. Yesterday I suggested the need to draw a line well it seems more and more people have chosen to draw the line even before the word starts and Xmas completely cuts out Christ from the celebrations.
I say ironically because when you take time to think about things the X in Xmas truly does mark the spot where the real treasure is. No gaudy baubles, long lost rubies or gold doubloons. Instead the treasure of the a child born in a manger, a child who was the King of Kings.
Perhaps after all I have found my treasure map. I have uncovered my treasure that truly is beyond compare;
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven…” Matt 6:19,20
Let us hope this Christmas someone else will discover that X truly doers mark the spot where the real treasure is.
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