How much are we grateful about our ancestral roots? Perhaps, we are not able to make a 14x3 generation list of names of our fathers and mothers, nor are we able to connect ourselves through our roots to the beginnings of humanity. But it is through them we are what we are in genetic, personal and social uniqueness. Worried and anxious about our security we want to cleanse them. What about the love and kindness of God at wok throughout these generations? “Before you were formed in your mother’s womb I knew you,” wonderfully we quote it. Can we feel the care God had for us being within these generation roots? Somehow, we have habituated in condemnation of our life, and our ancestors.
We condemn also our very humanity. Though conveniently we might say that the body is the gift of God, if we examine the core of many of the popular spiritualities and beliefs we are Gnostics, Albigensians and Manicheans. We despise the human flesh. Christ assumed the very human flesh that we tend to condemn.
Can we rejoice in our human flesh? If we cannot, there is no point in the joy of Christmas.
17th Dec 2021
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