Reflections on how the murder of children in Pakistan and the dying of a friend interlace this time of celebrating the birth of Christ:
What a sad Christmas indeed. But so was the first Christmas: it was dark, dangerous, dreadful.
Then the Star shone bright, and Angels sang.
And all -- the richest kings and the poorest shepherds -- bowed to worship the God with us.
We see in this Christmas our seeming helplessness to terror and calamities. But by faith, we too see our sure hope of God's salvation.
Despite everything and anything sad and bad, do have -- and insist on having -- a hopeful and wonderful Christmas!