This is the part where I had planned to write something meaningful about Christmas. But this year seems harder – to acknowledge, to celebrate – when so much of our country is suffering. It’s hard to find the joy. It’s harder still to find the hope.
But I think the moment we lose these things is the moment we lose what makes our humanity so breathtaking. That we still find joy and hope in the face of suffering is beyond comprehension. Yet how resilient is our human spirit. How undefeatable.
And maybe this is what we need to remember this Christmas. That regardless of what you believe, we celebrate today because of a God who knew suffering yet was not defeated.
After the weeping always comes the joy.
Merry Christmas ❤️