Merry 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 all,
To make music in the heart.


- Howard Thurman



I believe the work mentioned above surpasses all human barriers - cultural, ethnic, religious, geographical, economic.

So, dear friends, I hope these days, and those to come, are full of love, hope, happiness, and above all, peace.