Posted on 11/30/2010 3:33:29 PM PST by mlizzy
In the course of a life’s journey there are often stretches of bad road. It seems that some people have an easier time than others, but it is a rare individual that never encounters a rough stretch. In recent years, perhaps that’s why I have found an increasing number of people that liken themselves to old cars. One poor woman said she felt very old. When I reminded her that she was only 39, she responded that she’s like a three year old car – not that old, but with over 500,000 miles – most of it over bad roads.
It is a rather well known fact that the Christmas holidays are the most difficult period many people face all year. Many of my pastor friends tell me that more people die during the week before Christmas than any other time.
With the erosion of family unity has come sadness, all at a time that should be joyful. Sometimes we can only be happy by willing it, often not merely by feeling it. Reality demands that at Christmas we will to be happy, after all “A Child has been born to us!”
As I look out my window the snow is falling and the pine trees are clothed in Christmas white. It is very silent, perhaps a prelude to a silent night not far off. At a time when the forces of evil are relentless in their attempts to not only take Christ out of Christmas, but to suppress Christmas altogether, we must be just as relentless in our efforts to give glory to God through his Son, Jesus Christ.
This year approach Christmas as you would approach the Christ Child himself – with reverence and with thanksgiving. Allow nothing to rob your joy at this precious time. Sadness has no place in reality, true reality, for the Word has become flesh and dwelt among us. Humanity and divinity have been joined in Jesus, now come to us as an infant. In the cold winter of human hearts there is often no room at the Inn for the Holy Family. Make room in the warmth of your heart for the infant King the Lord of Lords and King of Kings. Often the greatest joy is experienced by giving something to others: A smile, forgiveness, perhaps the gift of faith itself.
Have a most blessed and merry Christmas, and may God give you the Gift who contains all gifts: the Holy Spirit.
God bless you,
Fr. John Corapi
Yes, I’ve been on some Merry Christmas threads with FReepers down-under. It makes one want to hit the beach!
Not if you're lookin' fer a part from a junked van out in it!
Or at least 99.9997% of them are; and that should damn well be close enough for gov't work!
Very funny!
Exactly.
Well the padre is entitled to his opinion I guess . Five years ago on Christmas Day my mother had a stroke and lapsed into a coma. Two weeks later she died. Sorry father, but I do get a bit sad at Christmas..
Or twilight on a cold, clear January afternoon, just as the Sun sets the snow looks almost blue.
I wish he would write more on the subject. I don’t think he’s suggesting people shouldn’t mourn the loss of their loved ones. (And I’m sorry about your mother.)
Thank you dear.
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