Sorry
Santa, but you do nothing for me. I guarantee no one ever called you a
'bastard' because of the circumstances of your birth. You were never
forced to seek refuge in a foreign land because a despotic king was
desperate to kill you.
Have you ever stood in front of a crowd baying for the blood of an adulterous, only to say to them 'Let he who is without sin cast the first stone'.
Have you ever said to those that get all wrapped up in you 'Sell what you have, give to the poor, and follow me'? In fact Santa, I often wonder how all those poor kids who never get anything from you, or those that get some small thing yet see other kids get heaps, feel. After all, we are told that you give to all the good boys and girls in the world.
And Santa, I never see you standing up against those that abuse their positions of authority and power and use these to line their own pockets at the expense of the common people.
But there is someone that does do something for me. He did those things that you don't, and the rich and the powerful sent him to his death because he had the guts to challenge their authority.
This Christmas, I would rather think about him.
Have you ever stood in front of a crowd baying for the blood of an adulterous, only to say to them 'Let he who is without sin cast the first stone'.
Have you ever said to those that get all wrapped up in you 'Sell what you have, give to the poor, and follow me'? In fact Santa, I often wonder how all those poor kids who never get anything from you, or those that get some small thing yet see other kids get heaps, feel. After all, we are told that you give to all the good boys and girls in the world.
And Santa, I never see you standing up against those that abuse their positions of authority and power and use these to line their own pockets at the expense of the common people.
But there is someone that does do something for me. He did those things that you don't, and the rich and the powerful sent him to his death because he had the guts to challenge their authority.
This Christmas, I would rather think about him.
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