My friend Carrie linked to a response to the right-wing freak-out over the fact that Starbucks — on November 8 — is serving coffee in red cups.
Response? To WHAT? My first thought, of course, was that it was The Onion, but that bastion of journalistic acumen just can’t keep up. Turns out, yes, the right wing is freaking out in early November that … honestly, I don’t know what. Since I don’t spend much time on right-wing freak-out sites, I Googled “starbucks red cup” and got this:
Seriously? SERIOUSLY? It’s a “war on Christmas” when we are merely festive, instead of universally Christian? When a random company celebrates with a color traditionally ASSOCIATED with Christmas, while not — six weeks before the date arbitrarily selected by early Christians to celebrate the birth of their savior — adding verbiage that highlights one holiday among the many that its customers celebrate? Or did I miss the Rosh Hashanah cups and the Eid al Fitr cups and the Diwali cups and the Chinese New Year cups and the Flying Spaghetti Monster cups?
I’m not Christian, but it seems to me that Pastor Emily Heath gets it right:
Maybe this is the year that we can shift our priorities away from what doesn’t matter to what matters more than we know. Maybe this year we can set our sights a little higher than changing red cups, and instead try to change the world. And maybe this year we can stop yelling at others to “Keep Christ in Christmas” and instead focus on being Christlike ourselves.
So, here’s a suggestion of how to start: buy someone a coffee. In one of those red cups. Seriously, you will not go to hell for going to Starbucks this Christmas. But if you look closely enough, you just might find Jesus in the guy behind you in line. Because Christ is already at Starbucks, just as Christ is everywhere.
I don’t need his name on a paper cup to tell me that.
Hey! It’s November 8! Where’s my Montana Day cup? Starbucks must hate the mountain west! Outrage!
Thank you for the link to Pastor Emily. What a wonderful person and wonderful pastor she must be. As a secular Jew, I’d be happy to be a member of her congregation.