Each of us are entering into a Season of Celebration and it continues to have it’s challenges. One is celebrating Christmas, the birth of Christ. Another is celebrating Hanukah and the festival of lights…the dedication of The Temple. Another is celebrating Kwanzaa and the meaning of heritage and origin. Still another may have little ties to any spiritual celebration, but still sees it as an opportunity to connect with those who are important. All of these are moments of gifts, a gathering of peoples, and a celebration of hope.
But, the challenges continue in a lingering COVID outbreak in one form or another. Some are serious, worrisome, and heartbreaking, and some thankfully less severe. All create a requirement of quarantine and separation. These unforeseen moments can sure mess with a person’s hope.
I was thinking that this morning as I thought about the people that are going to be separated. It was messing with my hope.
So as I meditated, anxiously I began to wonder about the origins of each celebration. I found that each are a celebration of overcoming difficulties. Each are victories, landing on the better side of things, and a remembering. They teach us of not forgetting the perseverance, and the sacrifices. Not forgetting to hope always.
I felt a little better. Not perfect. Easier said than done, but I felt a little better.
In remembering to hope, we remember to hope for the sick and suffering, and those separated in this Holiday Season. We remember to understand what these celebrations teach us. That there will be difficulties, but there will also be victories. So, Hope.
We send our heartfelt wishes to all our patients in this Holiday Season. We send our wishes of being safe as well as healthy. We send joy in the New Year, and most all…we send our hope.