I am nine years old, and the world is about to change. It is Christmas Eve 1993, and the snow is blowing; our driveway is covered in ice. The tree was up in the living room, and everything seemed absolutely perfect. I’m not gonna lie; our lives at that moment were quite quintessential. We lived in a log cabin atop a hill overlooking a creek, and the snow was glistening below. The anticipation was palpable as we prepared to celebrate the new birth.
Merry Christmas. Having been to Bethlehem (occupied West Bank) this past March...most we know is skewed. The story of the birth of Jesus is so beautiful and full of trust. So many layers. Keep talking and being “political”
I love that - the Christmas message being to "stop screaming" just for a moment. Ahhhh.... Ironic that I read this post just after the Dahai Lama's Cat. Hmmmm. 💕
There's the camp of people who believe every nitty gritty gospel detail of the birth and miss the big picture. Then there's the camp of people who see the big picture, and Merry Christmas to all of you here today. Especially you, Fr Nathan, who really Gets It.
Merry Christmas and thank you for the flicker of hope.
Merry Christmas. Having been to Bethlehem (occupied West Bank) this past March...most we know is skewed. The story of the birth of Jesus is so beautiful and full of trust. So many layers. Keep talking and being “political”
Thank you. I very much appreciate this political message 💜
I love that - the Christmas message being to "stop screaming" just for a moment. Ahhhh.... Ironic that I read this post just after the Dahai Lama's Cat. Hmmmm. 💕
I appreciate that you stay with what is true and also tend to possibilities. Love this writing 🤗 Have a prosperous new year full of Love. 🫶
There's the camp of people who believe every nitty gritty gospel detail of the birth and miss the big picture. Then there's the camp of people who see the big picture, and Merry Christmas to all of you here today. Especially you, Fr Nathan, who really Gets It.
Happy and Merry! Thank you for allou do!