In The Arms Of Christmas

 

 

I subtitled this post 'Lest We Forget' in recognition of the veterans of life that are not honoured as they should be.  They sit and lay in nursing homes, looked after by a staff of caring workers and nurses who are run off their feet - who barely have time to do the essential things that need to be done to keep their bodies from breaking down.  It is very frightening and degrading to be put into diapers again, to have to be lifted like a baby again, to be lost.  There is no time or resources to spend on that most precious commodity - self-respect and human dignity.   As the season of light, love and giving arrives, let us not forget to be advocates for these members of society who have lain down their lives over the years for their families, communities, churches, and their country, and are now in need of our remembrance and appreciation.

 

 

In The Arms Of Christmas

Lest We Forget

If wishing could walk,

And hoping could talk,

If faith could reach out

And wash away fear,

If my eyes could just speak

Through this body so weak

And let the world know

That I’m still living here.

If my heart could take wing

And my memory could sing

And my ears hear again

Those melodies clear,

I would rise from this chair

And dance on the air

And rejoice

In the arms of Christmas.

Hope For A Precious Child

A child falls down and sustains a serious injury.  While he is sitting on the floor, crying and unable to get up, his father comes along and sees the situation.  The child puts out his arms, expecting his father to rescue him immediately.  Wait, why isn’t he helping him up?  Although he is filled with compassion, his dad is saying that he has been advised not to move him until there is a consultation between family members – a decision has to be made about where the best course of treatment will come from, and who will pay for his treatment.  They don’t want to make his situation worse, even though it is clear to see that the pain he is suffering needs to be addressed immediately.  While the father’s hands are tied, infection begins to set in.   Now, the answers to the child’s dilemma have become more complicated, requiring more care, time and money to fix.  The trust that the child had in his father and the rest of the family has been seriously diminished.  He starts crying out in desperation for someone to help – but everyone is at the meeting – arguing with each other about the best course of treatment.

Let us hope that President Obama receives support from both sides of the House this term; that he will be able to lift that precious child and give him the help he needs while there is still time.