On Saviour’s Day
To some, Christmas is the birth of Christ, the bringing forth of the saviour of mankind; to others it is just the 25th December, an ordinary day.
People celebrate many things, people come together to rejoice, to find happiness and hope.
What hope, do we have to look forward to?
Whatever religion, whatever creed, whatever colour, on Christmas Day, who will celebrate, who will party, how many people will try to forget?
Times are becoming more difficult, different sections of society are now having to make adjustments, they never thought would be necessary. People are having to cut back, go without; people are having to watch every penny they spend.
This once time of cheer, will this year be blunted.
We are warned of difficult times ahead, harsh decisions having to be made; governments, through error of judgement, are having to squeeze more taxes out of their citizens.
In days of old, near the beginning of calendars, there was a time when harshness and cruelty, and exploitation existed. One man stepped forth, and threw from the counting houses the people who exploited the vulnerable. His name was Jesus Christ.
He stood for fairness, he stood for equality, he stood for identity, and he stood for freedom.
On this day of celebration, no matter which religion you follow, is it right and just that those times have come again?
The bankers have different names, they have different faces, but they live still by the same model; they convince people to believe in their ways, they sell the emperor’s new clothes.
From nothing, they conjure and persuade our belief, to believe in them.
Are they false prophets? Are they scoundrels? Are they the betrayers of men?
Christmas comes but once a year; for everyday of the year, these people peddle their wares; is there any interest in that? Have people been sold into slavery? Have they done it unto themselves?
What choices were people given, if they wanted to have any quality of life?
If there is any validity to Jesus’s existence, will that day come again, to rid us of what now goes on?
With war and pestilence, suffering and greed, is now the time for the second coming?
Could people make adjustment, give up on their dream, and face the reality of a new Christmas Day?