As we all Celebrate this wonderful time of the Year, we must reflect on how it may be for some people who for circumstances beyond their control, do not think of Christmas as a time for celebration because they are too poor, too weak, medically iIl, alone or homeless.
Imagine how a parent feels when they see all these adverts pouring in from the TV about gifts when they cannot even afford to pay their fuel bills, so the Children have to suffer and Santa Claus does not visit them.
Imagine what it is like to be living rough on cold streets with no protection or safety, looking for shelter and sometimes not finding it.
Imagine what it is like to go hungry, as you are displaced in some sort of camp, freezing cold and trying to protect your loved ones.
We see ad after ad on giving to charities who try their very best to ensure that the less well off get some sort of shelter and Christmas Dinner, peace for at least one day before going back into the madhouse of the World.
But we cannot feed everyone, money is tight, some parents cannot even feed their own kids but somehow always manage to give to the less fortunate that’s called the milk of human kindness and although we think it’s rare these days there are always people who would give their last.
So when you cannot eat another Brussel sprout or your christmas pud in your warm cosy home, think of everyone around you, who won’t be in that position.
Merry Christmas guys.
William.
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