Christmas concept was distorted . In place of celebrating Christ … Beers were brought ,cans opened … Morals were let loose …that innocent thenge(goat ) died without writing it’s will and saying goodbye to its two wives and its seven kids … Or that huge cock …blood smudged everywhere … It never got to get to the uni and it was the hope for the brood, where our appetites grow twice as much than our hearts to give …. We fail in sharing the joy that comes with sharing the good news about our saviour’s birth .
He chose to come as a kid ( the mostΒ humble form )….. Not a king who’d come with so much power and glory that he’d blind us and even superman would feel so ashamed and batman would probably run for the hills because obviously they ain’t heroes enough.
See that kid whose always in tatters ,whom you pass while going to work why don’t you pimp his wardrobe abit with even the shirt your son says its too “old” to wear and see his smile beat the stars that shine in the night . See that creepy guy who never leaves his home and you think inside his house they’re all this gooey stuff … Why don’t you invite him over and show him what Christmas is all about. See that watchman whose always got your security covered 24/7 why don’t you appreciate him.Its the little things we do that even Christ at his thrown smiles and is sure we’ve not entirely made his birth about presents and making merry
This Christmas though ( its my birthday tooπ) I chose to remember those who are special and have made our lives better — be it that guard who gave me directions when I was stranded ,the stranger that smiled at me on a day I couldn’t make sure out exactly what was happening , my mama and papa who make sure they deal with everything involving me …. My siblings who have to soak it all in and deal with me π°π°π° … Half of my heart ( K.K) who strives to make everyday great for me … Moe aka babe … Whose been just the magical creature πππππππ ,my incredible but stupid cousins ,the strangers who’ve become friends( Ron,Hashu,Jay,Brian ,Cosy,Marley… The list goes on ) …. My awesome bestfriends from all walks of life that are in sync with me …. My grandmas and grandpa ππππ… My secret admirer … I feel you too … To all the amazing humans who lubricated 2017 for me …. Its been a smooth transition …. Oh not forgetting my dance partner π
I choose to remember all little girls without father’s . I think I derive most of my confidence from the way my dad has raised me ….. With everything in place morals, values ,principles and faith in check …. I dunno what I’d do without him. But every girl needs a father and see even though the earthly one ain’t present … Maybe his a jerk who didn’t take his responsibility or he died or unknown . There’s the heavenly father and He’s always watching ,always providing through amazing humans. And he never sleeps. Awesome riiiiight!!!
The abused – say emotional ,physically ,mentally and even spiritually. You may want to give up but your story is inspiration to another to learn from. Might be God’s will to let his will and name be glorified so keep tight .
Orphan’s, Street kids ,everyone whose in the art of service and those who’ve left us behind . I celebrate you too
This Christmas share the love of Christ that has been born in our hearts through his birth. Afterwards make merry with this in your hearts. And as it dawns … Happy birthday to me and Merry Christmas to you my lovely people