Well, Clue, things happen to us on the way that we didn’t plan on, or could reasonably predict. Relationships break down after multiple children, people get divorced, and people who think they have a secure job are given pink slips on Friday. Most of us who think we have everything so well planned out are just a few months away from bankruptcy. After more than a half century on this earth, I am much less inclined to judge than before. As the poet Robert Burns wrote, “The best laid plans o’ mice and men gang aft agley,” which is a bit of Scottish to say, “You can plan everything to the last detail, but stuff happens.”
The children are, especially, innocent parties and they shouldn’t suffer for our mistakes or misfortunes. And Christmas is really for the children, at least as far as getting presents are concerned.
I am hoping that a new day is dawning in our country, when children won’t go to bed hungry or people won’t be turned away from medical treatment because they don’t have insurance or money. In many ways we are just as bad as Charles Dickens’ England. I was a staunch Republican, but I saw nothing but a party for the rich for the last eight years. Our children are our future, and if we don’t take care of them, we won’t have a future. And we haven’t been taking care of them.
So, Anon, go to the Episcopal Church and don’t be ashamed to say you need help. You’re just a human being like the rest of us, and if not but for the grace of God, many of us would be in dire straits right now.
But don’t despair . . . your share of grace is coming!