It is tempting to get bent out of shape by retailers who entice me to purchase Christmas gifts from them while steadfastly avoiding use of the word “Christmas.”  Seems like a really bad long-term business plan.  I could get cynical over the postal service issuing a Hanukkah stamp that reads “Hanukkah,” a Kwanzaa stamp that reads “Kwanzaa,” and that other stamp picturing a gingerbread house for no apparent reason.  But I have decided to skip the whole curmudgeon thing during this wondrous time of the year.  For too long, we’ve complained about stores commercializing Christmas.  (Be careful what you wish for.)  Now they are treating this part of the year with happy holiday vagueness.  Okay, it does feel a bit like George jumped off the bridge and we’ve all moved to Potterville.  Or Narnia, where it’s always winter but never Christmas.  But what an opportunity to seize the day, introducing the mystery of Christ into a world unaware.  Reclaim the wonder.