The root of holly’s history (no pun intended) dates back to several different eras. The ancient druids deemed holly as sacred, probably due to the fact it was an evergreen and lived year round. Having this sacred status meant being inhabited by spirits; therefore, the ancient druids would bring the holly branches indoors the protect the spirits for the harsh winters. And when tied to bedposts, they were believed to ward off hostile ghosts and demons, whose voices could be heard screeching in the winter winds and storms.
Another tale reaches back to the Christian Church during the Middle Ages. Holly was offered as a substitution for mistletoe. Mistletoe had been used for decoration for thousands of years, as well as being used in many pagan rituals. Being mindful of this past, the Church forbade the use of mistletoe in any form. Instead, holly branches were given the thumbs up. Their pointed leaves characterized the thorns in the Christ’s crown and the red berries symbolized the blood shed by our Savior.
For God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in [his Son], and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether things on earth or things in heaven, by making peace through his blood, shed on the cross. Colossians 1:19-20 (NIV)Every drop needed to wash clean the filth of our sin. Every drop necessary to adopt us as His children. Every drop purposed—with your name on it. And mine. Even the person down the street that chooses to reject Him. It’s their choice. But every drop was shed with love. And every drop was permanent.
This Christmas season, when you see the boughs of holly decking the halls….or at least sitting on a mantle or winding up a staircase banister, think of His unselfishness to give His life for ours. Think of His sacrifice. Think of His promise. His promise that by His blood we are saved.
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