bi_janus Posted December 25, 2016 Report Share Posted December 25, 2016 If you're looking for jolly, you'd best skip this one! Two Thousand Plus Christyules Bi Janus Sorry for the mish-mash— the political creation, but we could not have sold the notion to Norse pagans without tacking on the berries. Only birth and death were signal. Your birth, heralded by massacre, set the tone for centuries since. I like the message a little bit— love, charity, meekness, the new law. I guess you couldn’t proscribe what they did to you after the cross. The product was weak without ducking death, mythographers sending you down for a day or three. I thought better of you as a corpse attending to the business of rot and not attending to triumph. But the Magi who set in train the massacre were searching for a King not a counselor. I would rather find Joseph’s kid working wood with his hands. Then there’s the feeling I have when looking at Carter newly arrived and a smiling behatted vessel for all our hopes. At least the power-brokers left you to your childhood and normal confusing journey. A million prayers an hour reach to your mother who seemingly knew what she had prepared for you and the centuries. I wonder though of her grief, The grief of a mother seeing her child surely dead in the straw, every moment of life tinged with man’s wish to wield God’s power. I know, I know—power and redemption and glory in which we all share, unless we’re bent but unbowed. I’ll hold powerless Carter when I may. Link to comment
Merkin Posted December 25, 2016 Report Share Posted December 25, 2016 Well said. Oh, so well said. Link to comment
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