An Ode To Christmas

Christmas. Believe the story, the prophet, the myth? Is it all about festivity, excessive drinking and gifts? About family, relatives coming together that otherwise wouldn’t mix? Do you see it as a meaning? Peace on earth, will it ever seriously exist? Opposing soldiers playing football before sending the bullets flying over the ditch? Christmas. A tree in the corner, mince pies, brandy butter, foods so excessively rich? Is this your Christmas? From your earliest memory to this present itch? Itching to make all things lovely, snow falling, reindeers flying, mistletoe to get that kiss? Or do you think about the others? People who’ve never sat with family pulling crackers singing songs? People who live with no money scratching scrapings from used bowls? Should we see it as an opportunity to help the people with no families, the families with no homes? Christmas. All the best to you and yours. Enjoy the festivities but please remember what JC would want you to remember - the forgotten discarded lives of the lost souls.