As we go on celebrating one of the most favorite holiday of the year, let’s not forget the true meaning of Christmas Day—the birth of our savior, Jesus Christ, who died for us all.
To me, Christmas day is another opportunity to continue His work on Earth (like everyday), whether I’m following His footsteps, praising His name, or contributing to the less fortunate, (and I’m not saying we should only attend to these services on the 25th of December). It is an ongoing process—for the rest of our lives.
With that being said, Christmas is a good time to bring family together, to share another episode of laughter, drinking, eating and exchanging gifts. But keep in mind, there’s someone in your community who isn’t so lucky to be amongst all the happiness that comes with Christmas day. Being a Saint Lucian born, I remembered when I used to study in America (2003-2009), and just because I wasn’t able to afford a round-trip plane ticket, I spent so many lonely days away from my loved family members; missing a great church service at our local Roman Catholic Church; and all my mother’s food and drinks—eggnog, cup of sorrel, fruitcake, baked ham, etc. However, thanks to so many warmhearted American families throughout the states, I never really had to spend the Christmas alone. I mean, these families weren’t obligated to reach out to me—they hardly knew me; nevertheless, they always expressed their true meaning of Christmas by portraying Jesus’s work; that was, inviting me and making me feel like home, feeding me a plate of food, etc. And I was so thankful for them.
All I’m trying to say is, let’s keep in mind of all the people in your area who are away from their families, especially students studying in a foreign country; and those who has nothing but the air that they breathe. It wouldn’t hurt to share a plate of food. The rewards for kindness and sharing will be outstanding. In fact, I always feel better when I give, rather than receive.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all my supporters, family, friends, former schoolmates and teammates. May Jesus bless your souls and bring happiness to y’all on His special day.
On my 16th day of Christmas, a early-30's year old man knocked at my home's front door by the name of, Kervyn Tobias, and delievered one of my best Christmas day surprises: he revealed himself to me as my oldest brother. The news was so devastating, that I was so overwhelmed. My dead-beat, biological father never introduced me to my 4 older brothers, but from that Christmas day, I first connected with Kervyn, then he introduced me to my 3 other older brothers who I admired until this day.
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