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May Christmas Come

Can I see Mary and her child in the Salvadoran mother and daughter? Can I if she moved to this side of the border . . . without documentation? Even though the wages she gets for picking coffee for us to drink is not enough to feed her family?

Can I see Mary and her child in the Salvadoran mother and daughter?
Can I if she moved to this side of the border . . . without documentation?
Even though the wages she gets for picking coffee for us to drink is not enough to feed her family?

May Christmas Come
by Alan Jones
The rough beast slouching
toward Bethlehem,
still waits to come to term.
Christmas comes and goes
as we expect.
Nothing changes.
This year in New York, Jerusalem
and Kabul,
the Innocents are slaughtered
according to Herod’s schedule.
His rage, unchecked,
still does its work.
Yet this year
things could be different.
September 11th adds urgency
to the
birth,
making this the time of choosing.
The choice is ours
to miss the point or
see Mary and her child
in every mother and her baby,
and adore, absorbing
the rage and terror
and with a loving heart
rebuild the world,
making peace our gift.
May Christmas come.
Posted by opreach on December 18, 2013
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    Ajaytao2010

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