Give it a thought

As we wind down from our season of giving, I hope that you will all continue to remember those who may not have been blessed as you have been. As you put away your presents and decide what will be returned, remember that some people don't have the luxury of a home to put their things.

Once such neglected group has recently been on my heart. This season, there have been no soup kitchens, no toy drives, and no blankets made for these forgotten souls. Homes have been built, only to be discarded and demolished. This group has been thoughtlessly swallowed up this Christmas season. Families are broken apart each year and then forgotten as the tinsel comes down.

I am speaking, of course, of the plight of the gingerbread men and women all over the world. (Had you going there for a minute didn't I?) Lavish homes are erected every year and adorned with gum drops. Their walkways are lined with sugary icing. These newly born men and women can't help feel hopeful for the life to come. But it is just a Christmas illusion. Every year, thousands of gingerbread men, and even a few gingerbread women and children, are eaten in Christmas celebration. Even their newly built homes are often devoured, or worse, just discarded like so much shiny paper.

I know, they aren't citizens of our great country. I know, everything they've ever had has just been given to them by the hard working Capitalists. Surely we could spare just a few of our hard earned dollars for these undeserving souls. They've not earned it, but they certainly feel entitled. And isn't that enough?