Once our sacred celebrations are over? What happens when the stable is empty, the candles are burned down, or the fire is gone cold? Do we simply return to our lives as before? Or, do we take something from whatever practice we follow to begin anew in the new year? Do we release the pain and sorrow of the past so that we might travel lightly and with strength into the future, believing that we ARE the change we have been waiting for all this time?
The following was written by Rev. Howard Thurman. I first posted this back in 2012, but I think it bears repeating. The message in this poem is universal and we need to consider it more today than ever before.
Work of Christmas Begins by Rev. Howard Thurman
"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 the flocks, then the work of Christmas begins: to find the lost, to heal those broken in spirit, to feed the hungry, to r…