Seeking Light

Such a strange season.

One religion celebrates the birth of hope in a child.

Another recalls the struggle of a people to exist in the face of oppression.

Another recalls the morning star rising in the morning mist and the awakening of a human heart and mind as vast as the sky.

Now here’s a sad truth.

The followers of each of these traditions have fallen short of their faith’s hope.

Over and over.

Just like all other human aspirations, like the followers of other faiths.

But, the world turns and turns.

And, so far, we get one more chance

every year

perhaps with every breath

to light that candle

and to keep the flame burning…
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