I am sure, historically, this day brought tears to many. D-Day meant separation from loved ones, death and maiming, and a world in upheaval. Let us pause for a moment to think about what that Christmas season must have meant for so many.
Let us remember those whose tables will have an empty seat this year. Let us remember empty cribs bring untold tears. Let us think of those in nursing homes and rehabilitation centers and hospitals who will not be home for Christmas.
Let us remember those who will work on Christmas day, away from their families, or those who choose to work so others can be at home. Bless them with cheer and not a feeling of resentment.
Let us remember the families of those who serve our country around the world, who long for the hugs of loved ones, who wish they could be at home.
Let us remember that on the first Christmas, God sent his Son to live among us, that in our hearts, that Gift is still with us, and indeed is the Reason for the Season. In remembering what the true meaning of Christmas is, those who shed tears on “The Day” are still blessed by what happened that first Christmas Day, because God’s gift is not just for the Day, but for eternity for those who accept His presence as divine.
Their mourning shall turn to dancing.
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