Christmas or ‘X’masI don't really know the meaning of Christmas anymore. Last year I struggled with the materialism and the Santa Claus fanaticism that’s going around. This year I plan on finding Christmas in any small way I can.
Christmas isn't Santa Claus.
Christmas isn't about toys, clothes, jewelry and gifts under the tree.
Christmas isn't about how low cut your dress is or how many slits your skirt has or how spiked and well gelled your hair is. *Especially at midnight mass*
Christmas isn't about which neighbour gave you sweets for Diwali - only then will I give them sweets for Christmas.
Christmas isn't about party-sharties or navy balls.
Christmas isn't about hitting the bottle, then hitting on girls and then hitting the streets.
After watching the brutal atrocities committed by a few religious fanatics against our Christian brethren, it’s sad to say but I don't really think I want to celebrate Christmas this year.
How can we think of spending money on clothes, toys, gifts, sweets and parties when so many have suffered - lost lives, homes and most of all lost themselves. Is there anything we can do to help ease their grief?
I know there is.
Lets try to focus on the value of family, of going to church as a family and showing people that we are a peaceful religion and wish none of our countrymen, be them of any faith, any ill will. Let’s try to unite as a parish, a community, a congregation to help promote peace and goodwill among ourselves. Most of all lets help those who can't help themselves and who need someone.
I urge all my fellow youth group members from St. Joseph, my Christian friends,... my friends from different faiths, even those who don’t believe but believe in the value of each and every human being, anyone who will read this to do something different this year and show someone who has suffered from these hate crimes... that no matter what - we are here for you...
This Christmas and every single day.
Christmas is Christ. Amen.
1 comment:
Very well drafted Chelc!
Keep it up!
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