Posts Tagged ‘Christmas’

All during the holidays we hear our old favorite songs and ones newly written ones. I can’t help thinking about all the “invaders” stuck down in Mexico who are going to have a horrible Christmas this year. And I’m not talking about gifts or a sparkly tree. These people have fled intolerable conditions in their home countries and are now having to tolerate terrible physical conditions in Mexico. Regardless of what your opinion is on immigration, whether you do consider them invaders or not, no one should have to spend Christmas day packed into tents.

This poem was written after I heard the story about a man and his daughter who were seeking asylum and forced back into Mexico. When finally they were allowed in to plead their case, the daughter was malnourished and sick and she subsequently died. No Christmas joy for that man this year!  (can be sung to the tune of the popular song “Hallelujah”)

Broken Hallelujah


He walked the thousand miles to here

With his daughter and had no fear;

Stopped and ask us for asylum.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.


He let himself be taken in

Didn’t see crossing the border as a sin;

Fleeing the horrors from where he came from.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.


It now was almost Christmas day

He and his daughter continued to pray

That our great nation would grant him asylum.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.


Instead he was told to turn away

He could not stay for even a day

And spent the week on a cot with little food.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.


They finally let them cross the line

But for his daughter it wasn’t in time

She died and Christmas did not to come this year.

Hallelujah, Halle…

It’s almost Christmas and here is a quote from the Paper and Packaging Board that appeared in December’s Martha Stewart magazine, to get you thinking about holiday greetings:

– Whether you put paper cards on a table, tape to a door or have a mantel –

“You can’t put an eCard on your mantel.

Holiday wishes are meant to be proudly displayed for all to see throughout the season, but it’s hard to show them off when all of your cards are sitting in you email. With paper’s help, filling your home with warm words and wishes couldn’t be easier.”

Joy, happiness, merriment, celebration, we are deep in a season where positive upbeat words permeate our songs, greetings, and commercials. So what is wrong with this picture? A virus of evil has infected us. Racism, intolerance and nastiness, aka adult bullying, has become a daily occurrence.

From Thanksgiving through New Year’s day, Christians, Jews, and African Americans will be celebrating a season of light amidst the darkness of Winter. Yes, even non-believers and atheists join in celebrating the good in people, the joy in a world all a sparkle.

When towns light their holiday trees, the only word to describe it is joyous – just look into the children’s faces as they anticipate meeting Santa! But elsewhere, in those same towns, dark words fly from the mouths of dark souls. Their hearts have been corrupted not by a President-elect’s words but by their own need to destroy what is good in human relations. Every woman in a hajib is a terrorist, every African American is dangerous, every Hispanic is illegal, and every police officer is out to get you. Toxic words turn to toxic actions and snuff out the candles of light.

So we must sing the songs of goodness louder, we must open dialogue with those different from us, if we believe in God we must pray for tolerance to reign. Our actions during this season must move us into that space where the greatest gift we can give another human being is love. Yes, the word that matters the most, not just in December but all year long.

“Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl.” – Bess Streeter Aldrich

Quote of the Week

Posted: December 15, 2015 in Quotes
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“A Christmas candle is a lovely thing; it makes no noise at all. But softly gives itself away. –  Eva Logue


“Once again, we come to the Holiday Season, a deeply religious time that each of us observes, in his own way, by going to the mall of his choice.” – Dave Barry