good things always come from bad things. if you let it.
the pall that has been over the nation since last friday has unleashed an avalanche of love.
colliding with Christmas as it has is at once tragic and perfect. if you can't see Christ in Christmas now.............then, when?
if all you can say is, "where was God," then this whole hideous thing has been lost on you. and that, my friend, is a tragedy, too.
in an odd mix of holidays, i am reminded this Christmas that after Good Friday came Easter.
good things always come from bad things.
if you let it.
