The top of the Christmas tree was different. Instead of a white angel or a star, there was something different. I am still not sure how to describe her. It is easier to share the words that I felt. Wisdom, peace, and the best of our traditions are a beginning. I found myself remembering childhood experiences, some mine, others shared with children who have special rooms reserved within my heart and soul. This image seemed to be the answer to the lingering question that often haunts us in times of pain and distress; “Is there anyone around who can explain God? Anyone smart enough to tell him what to do?” (Romans 11.34)
I did not come away with specific answers to the tragedies found in communities everywhere. What I heard was a call to action. It was a calling that resonated within me and perhaps with others as well.
The need for hope and compassion has never been greater. From the visible to the forgotten, from the distance to the families and individuals in the room. Pain, uncertainty, and loss are tangibly real. We live in a world where Evil seems to have a free hand. The answer to this darkness is found in hope, compassion, and love.
Responding to the cries for hope requires more than words and inspiration. A better future requires action. Individuals will muster courage, take steps filled with risk, and at times suffer for the cause. There is a battle. It is growing, consuming communities and the lives that are struggling to live within them. Yes, one can take a stand. There is more, so much more that is called for.
Individuals will make a difference. I am called to use my voice. I have opportunities each day to gift others with acceptance, respect, and kindness. This is not the end of the call. It is the beginning of a long journey filled with many steps. We have a shining north star. She is shaped by unconditional acceptance, a light that welcomes all, and the affirmations of belonging, purpose, and hope.
