Christmas Eve on Ancient Paths
Perhaps you have noticed, dear Reader, that while much of the world seems to gear itself up for the 25th of December, the 24th has a special feel of its own? Christmas Eve, December the 24th, the day before. But in the year 2020, how the warm Christmas lights and the push for normalcy seems a paradox. The deaths mount in numbers that are hard to comprehend and they carry with them the sorrows of families intertwined with the suffering of those they love. While some push to do life as normal, others real from loss and still others seek shelter from a raging pandemic storm that threatens from all sides. The country stands divided after a bitter election, and the pains of social injustice seem never soothed. The economy suffers, people are out of work. In other years, the 24th has felt a special and still sort of Peace compared to the rush of the day the follows. This year, it is a surreal feeling Eve that is upon us. I heard the cannons in the south ... and with the sound the Car