Christmas is love
Love of family
Love of humanity
God's love given a face
Chistmas is not feeling alone
Friends and family
Churches and choirs
God with us
Christmas is celebration
Hope and light
Finding and giving
God making all things new
I have no delusions about that being a good poem (Do I even dare call
it a poem?), but I wanted something I could write quickly tonight. It
finally feelslike Christmas season to me. But it doesn't feel like it
to many people. And how are we supposed to celebrate with the recent
deaths? We can celebrate the life those people did have a chance to
live. They might not have been long lives--all of them cut too short--
but all of those lives did matter and make a difference. They will be
loved and remembered. With sadness and warmth. When we let fear
control our lives and lose our hope, that is when evil wins.
So love. Love more this season than you ever have before. Be even
kinder and more giving to everyone. Pay for the person behind you in
line. Smile when you walk by people. Ask how people are and really
listen. Tell people you love them and hug them. Do it out of
overflowing love.
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