Yippie! It’s the Christmas season and my favourite season of the year. This season is characterized by feverish fervor, ‘hypedness’, over-indulgence and wasteful spending. Endless trips are made to the shopping mall to buy clothing and accessories, Christmas presents for our loved ones, groceries and drinks with which we overburden our refrigerators.
We hang up colourful decorations that make our homes smell of Christmas from ten miles away. Our Christmas tree would give an oak tree an inferior complex. We splurge on clothes, bags, shoes. Our hair, nails and make-up are in perfect condition and we sometimes make plans to go on a vacation to exotic places. Everyone is in a hype; everyone looks good – well, not everyone.
For some people, Christmas is just another day and I don’t mean another day in paradise but another day on the streets – starving, begging, scavenging, weeping and dying. They don’t even know it’s Christmas. Nothing special to herald the birth of the saviour to them.
This year, as you shop for Christmas and before you sit to the Christmas dinner with the roast turkey sprawled across the table, with sumptuous meals fit for royalty and with expensive wines of the finest quality. Think about these:
Do the widows know it’s Christmas? Are the carols that you hum merrily along to heard by the suffering and dying? Do the firecrackers that light up the sky make sense to the orphans? Have you made the weeping smile at Christmas? Do the imprisoned know it’s the birth of the saviour? Make a difference this Christmas!
Written By Lovina Osaigbovo