The War On Christmas

GUEST POST: Today’s contributor to The 12 Blogs Of Christmas is my fellow blogger Scott Higa. Scott writes over at The Christian Nerd and I’ve become a huge fan of his work over the past year or so.  His posts and his dedication are a huge inspiration to me. He also hosts The Christian Nerd Podcast which drops every Monday that does a fantastic job mixing nerdy entertainment news with serious faith-based discussions. Don’t hold his aversion to egg nog against him; follow along with his blog and on Twitter anyway. Enjoy his contribution to POP GOD:

33d0ee244ee9e7a24189092d8f74f53e_400x400Christmas is supposed to be a time of peace and goodwill, yet some people want to treat it like a warzone.

There was that fool complaining about Starbucks’ cups who brandished a gun in a store.

There are those who loudly proclaim “Keep the Christ in Christmas.”

And we have the constant reminders that Jesus is the reason for the season.

Now I wholeheartedly believe that Jesus is the reason for the season. The reality that God sent his Son to earth to be our Lord and savior is utterly amazing. I have heard the true Christmas story every year since my first Christmas in 1981, and I’m still blown away by God’s great love for us. He saw us trapped in sin and darkness, but sent his Son to bring the light and love that would set us free.

That’s awesome and worth celebrating year round, not just in December.

In fact, the true Christmas story is so amazing that any alleged war against it is bound to fail. So we don’t even need to enter into the fray; we can simply let Christmas be Christmas. Continue reading

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Red Cup Psychology

FullSizeRender-2Few things say Christmas like a Peppermint Spice Mocha.

I do my best every year to get at least one of every Starbucks holiday drink – even an Egg Nog Latte if they’re available.

It’s not just the drinks that taste good – it’s the red cups.

For years now Starbucks has rolled out special red cups during the Christmas season to hold their holiday drinks.

They don’t offer any flavor. They don’t change the content of the drink inside of them.

Yet when they come out each year the red cups evoke a special feeling in many of us. They’re a signal for the holiday season. We feel more drawn to drink out of them than the typical white cups.

You might have heard a little something about the red cups this year. Continue reading

The Shocking Truth About Christmas Desserts

1466216_955777582595_1461134808_nI admit it – I have a dangerous sweet tooth at Christmas.

Cap’n Crunch Christmas Crunch. Little Debbie Christmas Tree Cakes. Candy Cane Hershey Kisses. Starbucks Peppermint Mocha.

When Christmas comes around my appetite and my dessert budget get a little out of control.

There’s something about seasonal sweets which makes my mouth water. For some reason a cookie shaped like an ornament seems like it tastes than your standard circular cookie.

Here’s the shocking truth about Christmas desserts: these holiday treats really aren’t that different from their non-Christmas counterparts. Continue reading

The Pumpkin Spice Dilemma

photo-3I love the Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte.

I just don’t love it yet.

2013 marks the tenth anniversary of the Starbucks signature fall drink. This year also marks the earliest Starbucks has ever rolled out the Pumpkin Spice Latte.

It feels too early to me. I have a hard time sipping a Pumpkin flavored drink when its still 103 degrees outside. Something just doesn’t jive between my brain, body, and taste buds.

Seems like the signifiers of the holiday season roll in earlier and earlier each year. Continue reading

What Is Your Definition?

960016_10152877237925273_1466826151_nI’ve been drinking ridiculous amounts of coffee the past few weeks.

My commitments to work, family, and friends keep piling up. Blog posts don’t just magically appear. There are Arrested Development episodes to be watched. Sleep takes a backseat. Coffee becomes a fine friend.

If you had told me coffee would be my life preserver through this time a few years ago, I would have done a spit take of whatever non-coffee beverage I would have been drinking at the time.

For the first 20 or so years of my life I despised coffee. Hated the taste of it. Hated the idea of it. My parents were never java drinkers so it was never prevalent in my house.

One morning when I was in elementary school I asked if my mom could would make me a cup of coffee. I’d heard so much about these magical beans and the powerful drink they produced.

She made me a cup of strong black coffee. One sip was all I needed to know I never wanted to so much as smell coffee again. Continue reading