Merry Christmas

It's Christmas and kitty and I say hello. She is a handfull right now as unlike most cats this time of year she's in heat. Just my luck. But that's another story.

Christmas isn't really about Santa Claus, decorated trees, feasting on stuffed turkeys or roasted chestnuts. The reality is that Christ wasn't even born in December at all, but sometime in spring. This is known because as it says the shepards watched over their flocks by night. Simply they don't do this in winter. Whether you believe that Jesus was the son of God or not is your choice. But the important thing here is the message this man left behind. It was a message of love and hope. Even if you believe none of the other stuff you must agree with his message if you have the least bit of compassion. That is to feed the hungry, cloth the naked and house the homeless. To treat your neighbor as you would treat yourself. Who's your neighbor? That guy who cut you off on the freeway. The homeless vet looking for dinner. An elderly woman who lives down the street on a fixed income and has to eat pet food to make ends meet. The guy who just lost his job. Or the mother with children who got sick and doesn't know where to turn.
We only seem to dig up some compassion around Thanksgiving or Christmas time and forget everybody the other 50 weeks. It's time for a change as some very hard times are approaching. Call it Karma or reciprocity or whatever you want but I believe what goes around comes around so we better start putting out some good things. When you give don't give trash. You know, the stuff you were going to throw out anyway.
That was the real basics of christianity. Now you know what a gift Christ left. Himself and a great message.

Merry Christmas everybody.