A Christmas Message ~

Donna K.

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I read this passage to my Children every Christmas as they grew up and now they read it to their Children. In these time's of selective Non-Responsibility it seems even more relevant. If I am not mistaken, for those who would call compassion weakness and empathy as a political ploy ~ We Are Indeed Our Brothers Keeper.

Take Heed for we are, have always been, and will always be, What We Create.

Ignorance and Want ~ - A Christmas Carol, Stave 3: The Second of the Three Spirits ~ Charles Dickens

"'Forgive me if I am not justified in what I ask,' said
Scrooge, looking intently at the Spirit's robe,' but I see
something strange, and not belonging to yourself, protruding
from your skirts. Is it a foot or a claw.'
'It might be a claw, for the flesh there is upon it,' was
the Spirit's sorrowful reply. 'Look here.'
From the foldings of its robe, it brought two children;
wretched, abject, frightful, hideous, miserable. They knelt
down at its feet, and clung upon the outside of its garment.
'Oh, Man. look here. Look, look, down here.' exclaimed the Ghost.
They were a boy and a girl. Yellow, meagre, ragged, scowling,
wolfish; but prostrate, too, in their humility. Where
graceful youth should have filled their features out, and
touched them with its freshest tints, a stale and shrivelled
hand, like that of age, had pinched, and twisted them, and
pulled them into shreds. Where angels might have sat
enthroned, devils lurked, and glared out menacing. No
change, no degradation, no perversion of humanity, in any
grade, through all the mysteries of wonderful creation, has
monsters half so horrible and dread.
Scrooge started back, appalled. Having them shown to him
in this way, he tried to say they were fine children, but
the words choked themselves, rather than be parties to a lie
of such enormous magnitude.
'Spirit. are they yours.' Scrooge could say no more.
'They are Man's,' said the Spirit, looking down upon
them. 'And they cling to me, appealing from their fathers.
This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both,
and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy,
for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the
writing be erased. Deny it.' cried the Spirit, stretching out
its hand towards the city. 'Slander those who tell it ye.
Admit it for your factious purposes, and make it worse.
And abide the end.'
'Have they no refuge or resource.' cried Scrooge.
'Are there no prisons.' said the Spirit, turning on him
for the last time with his own words. 'Are there no workhouses.'"


May The New Year Bring Us The Wisdom to Heal Ignorance and Want
 
Donna, thanks for sharing your family tradition with us.

This is probably the most important message of A Christmas Carol as it underlines the primary evolutional reason for why Scrooge actually needed redemption. It’s a charitable remembrance for how just about anyone can unknowingly grow to be a similar character.
 
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Donna, thanks for sharing your family tradition with us.

This is probably the most important message of A Christmas Carol as it underlines the primary evolutional reason for why Scrooge actually needed redemption. It’s a charitable remembrance for how just about anyone can unknowingly grow to be a similar character.
yes, it’s never too late to change while we are still here in physical form. The best part is when we make the change we help others. It’s a double blessing.