TO MOURN OR TO CELEBRATE
This year’s Christmas Season was welcomed by tragedies, particularly in the city where I am currently finishing my degree in English, which was hit by Typhoon Sendong (Washi) on the night of December 15 to December 16, 2011. Many lives were taken. Many houses were washed away. Many are still grieving. It was supposed to be a happy season; everyone was busy with the parties, gift-giving, family reunions and various celebrations. But all the joy and spirit of Christmas seem to have all been washed away by the flood.
With all the pain and grief, it can be said that there are no reasons to celebrate this Christmas. But I daresay, there are a lot more to celebrate than to grieve about. Christmas is supposed to be a celebration of the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ. It is a celebration of life and its goodness. We should celebrate all that we have now: the people around us, the graces that we got from our Lord and most of all the life that we have now.
Yes, many lives were taken. Many lives were wrecked by the havoc caused by the typhoon. But couldn’t this be a wake-up call to each one of us? Couldn’t it be that now is the time for all of us to value the lives we are all living in and make the best out of it? Couldn’t it be that we should be celebrating this season back to its original purpose?
Now if you ask me if I should mourn or celebrate, I would say I’d celebrate. This is a blessing from God. My whole life and self and the things and people I have with and around me are the reasons I should celebrate about.
SANTA CLAUS OR JESUS CHRIST
Christmas is the celebration of the birth of the Almighty’s Son, Jesus Christ. It is a celebration of life. But during the past years, we were given the perspective that Christmas is the time of the year when we hang socks at the door or the window or at the fireplace so that a fat old man named Santa Claus could put his gift in it. Wonderful years, right?
We all know about the real reason behind Christmas but we are too spell bounded by the gift-giving, jolly fat old man who rides a sleigh driven by his reindeers with one who is red-nosed named Rudolph. Fantastical, isn’t it?
For most of us, that fat old man never really came while some were fooled by their parents who acted Santa Claus and puts a gift in their socks. When we grew up we realized that Santa Claus isn’t really fat and that he really doesn’t have reindeers. We found out that he is a saint. Despite this realization, we still hope for Santa to come to our house and give us gifts. Silly, aren’t we?
Merry Christmas Everyone!