One of the passages of scripture that ruminated within me during my two week pilgrimage in Israel/Palestine was this one from Jeremiah:
They have treated the wound of my people carelessly, saying ‘peace, peace’ when there is no peace.
The violence in Gaza is overwhelming. Neither side is without fault. Pointing fingers will not help. What is true regardless of where you stand is this: people are being killed – children, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters – human beings. And all this is happening 2 days after we celebrated the arrival of the Prince of Peace. Sickening.
Jeff and I shared the words of Howard Thurman this morning during worship as a reminder that Christmas isn’t over.
The Work of Christmas
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 their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among brothers,
To make music in the heart.
— The Mood of Christmas, 23
Will you join me in the work that is before us?