More a Saturnalia fan. Those Romans knew how to Party!
( & that's why Christmas is now. Early Roman Christians had to hide their celebrations under existing ones. Or meet big kitty cats up close. )
I celebrate Christmas with family. 3 out of 5 are not practicing Christians now but that doesn't matter. Pagan wreaths are proudly displayed & presents are wrapped with a variety of papers from winter themes to mangers. Hypocrisy? Don't care.
Thanks for thinking of us! We did have our celebration on 21st. None of the rest of fam is pagan so wife and I are lone practitioners. All good. We don't hassle kids and they don't hassle us so all is well. Sat morning I did cut short a visit with a watchtower lady. Haven't seen those folks in months and now poof. Here they are. Best wishes to all!
My ex actually gave literature to the Jehovah's witnesses. ( not even religious. Society of Creative Anachronism stuff. ) Never seen them run so fast.
I usually invite them in. The armor on it's stand in the living room gets comments. I can usually get one to try on one fully articulated arm harness. Polished stainless steel. I don't get repeat visits. I missed them once because I was working the Pell in the back yard with sword and shield. "They just took one look and ran back to the car" I was told.
I like when the Mormons come around the house for a visit. I always engage in conversation and offer them something to drink or a snack.
The best part -and I don't think any of the other groups do this- if I'm outside working in the yard when they show up, they offer to help! On more than one occasion I've had help spreading mulch or raking leaves.
The Mormon practice of sending their young adults out to see the world and preach their gospel is a multifaceted thing. ( worth consideration in many ways )I somewhat admire the notion, and they've always been nice to me when out proselytizing.
I'm usually polite and welcome a discussion of beliefs. I do have a few stories about poor unfortunate door to door witnesses.
I've mentioned my own. ( poorly, it's way funnier than I made it seem, remind me to tell you )
The other two funniest? One I know the people involved and believe them. I've worked with them. ( both EMTs, with their senses of humour ) The other may be apocryphal.
My friends had been invited to a costume party, and she is an expert seamstress, that can just make stuff that fits, by looking at you. ( a rare and powerful talent ) They had decided on a Pirate theme, and he was dressed in his pirate pants, wearing an eye patch, and holding a whip, modeling for his wife as she sought inspiration for his shirt. I should mention they he is a substantial, bearded fellow, and the image you want is "pirate bear" or "Biker pirate".
The bell rang, and some startled religious folk began their pitch, despite the 6'3" bear with a whip in the doorway.
Then all heard a scream of pain, as his wife ran the sewing needle through a finger. (Not the first time it's happened, and EMT's... ) My friend calmly informed the visitors that "he had to handle this" and they fled.
The Other Story, which I cannot vouch for, but I've known students living in old houses... Been one, too.
Old farm house. trap door to basement in kitchen. Many rooms, rambling..
Fellow is studying in the living room, and room mate runs through, yells, "Invite them in, take them to the Kitchen, serve the coffee or something... Just DO IT!" and runs to the basement.
Doorbell rings. Nice folk with a message of deliverance. Invites them in, makes tea & coffee, and about the time he's staring to wonder why? the Trap door flings open, his room mate pokes his bare torso'd head with a black hood covering his face, and yells, "Damnit, Zoltan! It was Your turn to clean the Altar!" then ducks back and slams the trap door after himself...............
The moral of the story is to be nice to folk and you may becomes someone else's funny story.