CHRISTMAS LETTERI sat to write these words, my annual Christmas letter, and I didn’t know where to begin. Several days ago, in Newtown Connecticut, twenty innocent children were slaughtered. Needlessly. Collectively, our hearts grieve. Our minds are numbed by our lack of understanding. How to write about the Joy of the Christmas season in the face of this tragedy?
“This is a festival? This remembering of the slaughter of all those babies under two years of age whose only wrong was to have been born at a time when three Wise Men came out of the East to worship a great King...it causes me to ask painful questions about the love of God. That is love? How can we understand it? Do we even want it? I sometimes get very angry at God, and I do not feel guilty about it, because the anger is an affirmation of faith. You cannot get angry at someone who is not there. So the raging is for me a necessary step towards accepting that God’s way of loving is more real than man’s, that this irrational, seemingly unsuccessful love is what it’s all about, is what created the galaxies, is what keeps the stars in their courses, is what gives all life value and meaning...Through the darkness of my uncomprehending, through my pain and weakness, only thus may I try to become open to God’s love…”
Please, hold your loved ones close and celebrate the Light this Christmas.