In this night the stars left their habitual places
And kindled wildfire tidings that spread faster than sound.
In this night the shepherds left their posts
To shout the new slogans into each other’s clogged ears.
In this night the foxes left their warm burrows
And the lion spoke with deliberation
“This is the end revolution.”
In this night roses fooled the earth
And began to bloom in the snow.
—Dorothee Solle
What is, against all reason, blooming for you?
This mornings message (25) is the best this year. Thank You very much and Merry Christmas!
Happy Holidays to All of You!!
My relationship with someone of very different political leanings.
Margaret, I believe that having these kinds of relationships will ultimately solve the cleavage in our society. I’m hoping to listen and listen to the other side and find out what and why they are and perhaps will continue to be Trumpsters.
I couldn’t agree more. I will be “preaching” about that very thing at one of our local fellowships Jan. 8, and I plan to write about it in several blog posts.
An understanding of what true happiness can be even though it is tempered with the vicissitudes of life. How else can one live?