Why death heralds his Birth
I’ll voluntarily plead guilty to my personal post-seventy cynicism, with creeping indifference, regarding this still-somewhat-endearing “season” of Christmas.
In Guyana this mass-of-Christ festival which now transcends all – even other non-Christian faiths – regarding its celebratory and unfortunate commercial character, has had its primary fundamental purpose of welcome worship and praise completely overwhelmed by rampant materialistic features.
Many well-meaning, even devout Christians will, undoubtedly, confront my old-age “yuletide” negativity with the following defence (s): the advent, virgin birth and life of Jesus, the young Christ, is observed religiously and still inspires; “The Word was made Flesh and dwelt amongst us”, they remind me. That greatest gift, as was those presented by the three Oriental Kings, now influence all to express care and love in this seasonal gift-giving; and Christmas celebrations usher in national collective happiness, merriment, even joy. In a country and world so troubled.
