Strange title but if we look back at colonization, wasn’t evangelization part of it?  As in the documents of before, evangelization with intent to reduce a people is unacceptable.  Nor today, nor should it have been with this intent before.

Evangelization spells out the word ‘gospel’ (and please don’t read us religiously!).  What was written about the life of a great man that came to the world that we will celebrate December 25th though he was not born that day, but as a representation of a newborn child, like you were one day, like everyone was one day a newborn child.

What have we exposed the past generations to so that we ended up being what we are today?  More divided, more racism, hatred, selfishness, pride, and as much into the evangelizers of today as those of the past that must be arrayed with special titles and garments in a world that we should be ashamed to have partaken in its desolation.

Colonization must be made of strong colonies of people, not as the book wrote of “strong natural French”, so that “by their example the savages may be reduced to obey the King.”  There is nothing resembling the structure of the man whose name we have defamed and character because of the human way of self-trinity, me, myself and I.

We must begin a new colonization, as we now tend to speak of nation within nations.  We must instead look at colonies of people like Aboriginal, the French, the English, the Asian, the Inuit and the Africans - these are all colonies within a structure that we call ‘nation’, where in the summertime we tend to celebrate a “Folklorama” where suddenly we love each other for two weeks out of the year.  We want to taste each other’s food, now of each other’s culture, dances, even forms of belief.  Why is it possible for two weeks and not throughout the year?  And imagine, as it exists throughout the year, as we see those community clubs whether it is Polish, Ukrainian, Franco-Manitoban or Asian.  We see those buildings where once a year people rent other buildings to do the same thing and to call it a ‘pavilion’, like in a world’s fair.  Why can’t Canada be a world’s fair, where all the pavilions already exist in a divided way where once a year, like at Christmas in the Middle East, in Afghanistan or Iraq we call for a cease fire (a cease fighting should we say) for the festive time and then we put an end to peace to return to war, about being a nation within a nation.

I am honoured to be part of all this, year round and you see, some have labeled us as the People's Political Power Party to be a “strong Roman Catholic Party”, where there’s a big question mark at the end of this for me, because anyone fits into my heart.  I am universal, the true definition of the word ‘catholic’ (but not ‘Roman’.  I’m not an Italian -Universal Person.).  I am simply a universal person.  This way no one could say that I favour the Romans over the Egyptians.  There’s enough trouble in the Middle East as it is.  To be universal is to fit anywhere.

What was the purpose, or is should I say, of universality?  Was it to conquer the world or to be accepted by the world?  It’s time that the Churches and the Atheists and whoever start living in the spirit of the family, worldwide, in a “Folklorama” way!  And isn’t it so that a flag always seems more valuable over a pavilion than a nation capital?  Because a pavilion is inviting.  That is universality and I am not a strong Roman Catholic person, I’m a universal person that fits as well in Rome as in China and certainly much with the First Nation.  That is universality, where we could celebrate year round because of a mutual respect for each other where the floozy affairs of the nation that always seem to be determined by the exploitation of flesh of different colours.  We must put an end to this and get every woman of the world to come down in the streets with the children and husbands where we could celebrate the universality of our love as one people.

Women of the world, speak out!  Be not feminist.  Be mothers to all nations.  And in Canada, there’s an organization called MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving).  Why not mothers against breakdown in the families, for unity and for love?  Then we will have a universal way of life, because remember that this man Christ never had a Church of his own.  He was with the people in the fields, in the cities but mostly in everyone’s heart.

Amen.

Merry Christmas.