And in this season
we call Christmas and Holidays,
Kwanzaa and Hanukkah, Germany’s
Saint Nicholas’ Day, and the Philippines’
Giant Lantern Festival, Columbia’s
Day of Little Candles, and Toronto’s
Cavalcade of Lights, France’s
Joyeux Noël, and Russia’s Grandfather Frost,
let us find unity, cooperation, friendship.
Let us revel in the pretty lights and the decorated trees,
the wintry days and the cozy nights,
the happy faces and the party fun.
Let us feel the grief of the losses of others,
the struggling families in an unbalanced
economy, the addicted caught in some
endless torment, the shamed haunted by
a long-ago abuse, the ill unable to enter
into the many festivities, the lonely shut off
from the busy happy crowds, the prisoners
locked in their regrets and dishonor, the
mentally infirm whose minds no longer work
and whose memories have lost their power.
It is a season of birth, of lights, of glory.
It is a time to remember the dead, to honor
the living, to celebrate, to be generous; a time
to embrace one another, to hug someone warmly,
to smile into the eyes of children; a time to look
beyond the many cruelties and the abasement of people.
A time to see the vision of Jesus fulfilled in our hearts,
not of righteous elites but humbled humans
blundering along, seeking a Star to guide us, exploring
the enduring and inexpressible mystery of love.
© 2017 Timothy Moody
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