I know almost all cultures, races, creeds, beliefs on this world; I have friends in all of them. I say Merry Christmas and invite them to share my festivity as I share my different creeds friend’s festivities. If we cannot rejoice together, what on earth can we do?
Have you ever heard about Christmas Truce, in World War One?
Christmas Eve of 1914 - To raise the spirits of German soldiers, the government decided to send them thousands of Christmas trees and they placed them in front of their trenches, lit by candle or lantern like beacons of good will. They started singing “Stille nacht, heilige nacht“. British soldiers applauded and started singing, and they exchanged carols all night long. Soon there was No Man’s Land and over a hundred soldiers and officers of each side shook hands with men they had been trying to kill just hours earlier.
They exchanged pictures, cigarettes, tea, coffee, corned beef, sausages, badges, and buttons from uniforms.
No one is sure who started this truce and impromptu meetings but they certainly took place in many areas on the Western Front
Captain R J Armes of the 1st North Staffordshire Regiment arranged, with a German officer, for a cease fire in his sector that was to last until midnight on Christmas Day. They collected, side by side, their dead from No-Man’s Land and in one burial service, German and British dead were buried alongside each other near Lille.
Does it make sense to be “politically correct” about Christmas? Society lost sense of history, memory, and ethical responsibility. We lose capacity of identification through which ourselves and others can begin to understand the complexity and significance of the diverse conditions that have shaped our individual and collective histories.
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