More than one way to believe

“If you’re silent you’re complicit”

When I was little I was brought up catholic. On Christmas we celebrated the Birth of Jesus .

The lights on the tree were not only pretty but, shining bright like the star that led the three wisemen to the manger to meet the baby Jesus.

Many traditional Christmas carols were learned and sung with pride.

Christmas wasn’t just about faith. Christmas was about Family.

We had the family favorite hamloaf and ambrosia. Logs glowed in the fireplace as the couches were filled.

Sometimes it was the untraditional that was memorable. I’ll never forget having Spaghetti as part of Christmas Dinner when visiting my Great Aunt & Uncle and Family.

In School we sang songs about Frosty the Snowman, Santa Claus and Hanukkah. In art we learned about Kwanza and made art in celebration.

I had neighbors who celebrated Both Christmas and Hanukkah.

I’ve always had curiosity about the other religions that are celebrated.

One of the great things about the country we live in is the Freedom we have to celebrate religion.

It’s not up to us to judge whether someone’s religious are right or wrong.

The candles that glow on the menorah bring happiness and awe similar to the lights on the tree.

Songs that are sung on Hanukkah are a celebration of belief and nostalgia like the traditional Christmas songs sung.

Hanukkah, Christmas & Kwanza allow families to come together and celebrate belief.

These holidays allow people to come together to celebrate tradition or create new traditions.

Little eyes are full of wonder celebrating a holiday for the first time.

Religiously I don’t know what I believe.

I’m glad that I was taught that there is more than one way to believe!