“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.”
―Pablo Neruda
Where do you see growth and hope in spite of all that opposes it?
There are so many ways that we hold out hope that we will be chosen—for a job, by a love interest, for a part in a play, for a promotion at work—and yet it rarely seems appropriate to wave our hands and yell out “Pick me! Pick me!” Sometimes all you can do it just show up and smile.
Who do you hope will notice you?
When the song of the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among people,
To make music in the heart.
―Howard Thurman
How will you conduct the work of Christmas?