Everything I try to write (and I’ve been trying mightily to write a Christmas post for you all) comes out so shallow, so wrong, so completely unimportant.
When I was a little girl during the cold war, I used to dream of a world where, if there was trouble between two countries, the country’s rulers would meet on a hill and duke it out and leave the rest of us out of it. Of course we all know there will never be such simplistic solutions to humanity’s complex problems. There will never be a time free from warring, free of hatred or poverty.
But if I can have a Christmas wish it would be this: That we are able to find an acceptance of life in all of its meanness and love it anyway; that if we experience hardship we feel compassion for our sorrows.
Life will never be perfect or even consistently easy but, if only at Christmastime, might we take pause to dwell in its beauty, even for just one moment, and let our hearts be overtaken with simple and pure love. Because, “… love wins, love always wins.” –Mitch Albom
Love to you all,