We all remember those family Christmases of years gone by. Ah yes, the festive ambiance of mistletoe, brightly wrapped boxes, eggnog and the holiday ham. Hearts were light, smiles were plentiful and it was a joyful, happier time... or was it?
Honestly, for many, the holidays come wrapped, not in tinsel and treasures, but in tragedy and tears. The garland of stress and emotions become the central theme during the December rush. Folks become overwhelmed in buying presents, sending cards and attending concerts and parties. But it goes much deeper and darker.
The Christmas dinner too often brings an empty chair and a pained heart, for those who have loved ones gone. I think of my long time friend, Ruthann, who last month lost her mother. How do you find happiness in heartache? It will be a quieter day for her. With the passing of your last parent, there is an insulation that is ripped away forever.
It has been said grief is love with no where to go.
How I remember this five years ago when my dear sweetheart, Marcia Mandle, left us unexpectedly from a blood clot. Then, there was my best friend, Jeff, who lost his oldest son a year ago in a car crash. The snowflakes and holiday cheer are forever hued with tears of separation and hurt. And there is one more empty chair during the holidays.
A parent should never have to be put through the horror of burying their child.
Yet, many moms and dads are forced to live in a world without their children. Buried beneath their pained faces, is the nightmare of their baby being stolen into the world of child trafficking. For them the empty chair and broken soul is a feeling that never goes away.
In our Orwellian world, our taxes pay for politicians who protect the baby farm and cash cow we know as the CPS. Many case workers are incentivized with money packed bonuses and quotas to place our little ones in foster care. And with the Christmas rush, so too is the CPS's end of the year number crunching.
Sadly, it is the family that gets crunched and crushed.
Through cunning lies of manipulation, intimidation and the element of surprise, little boys and girls are stalked, stolen, sold, and scattered to a world of strangers. Too often hugs and warm fuzzies are replaced with hurtful words, angry voices and violent hands. Faces of scared innocence are passed from foster home to foster home, or to the streets and child trafficking rings. Pedophilia and child sacrifice become their new home, as lives are forever trashed. For many the psychological baggage is irreversible and life changing.
It may have started with the loose tongue of a neighbor, misinformed teacher or overzealous informant. It may have been a bruise that little Zack got playing ball, but the school nurse interpreted differently. Or perhaps a surprise home visit, that became misrepresented to the CPS. Yet, the innocent bruise becomes the horror when addressed by money hungry whore Child Protective Services.
And then there are the parents, who believe their child is still out there, but suffer their death. Conversations and memories replay over and over, like a nightmare or movie that never quits. This becomes their reality. With a paid off court system and a big brother spy Orwellian system, they are raped of their babies and the joy they once had.
How can these families be festive and cheery this season. It just ain't happening.
That is why it is up to us to help protect them. Our voices and our actions become the umbrella of safety against the storm of filth and tyranny. Each family we shelter, is one less empty chair and one less heartache to endure. The war on innocence has been going on far to long, and it is up to us defend the core foundation of family, faith and freedom.
Many pro-family groups are doing that. They hear the tearful voiceless, as they suffer silently. They understand the pain and hurt, These good folks chose to take off the cloak of apathy and complacency, and instead wear the garments of truth and justice.
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Together we are the voice of freedom, preventing tragedy, tears and that needless empty chair. Let's all do our part so families can make memories every Christmas and every day of the year!
