The days, at least here in the northern hemisphere, grow longer. The nights, at this late stage of the year, have begun to be shorter, the light returning earlier and earlier.
In the depths of this dark night I lift my eyes to the sky and face the steady sheen of a full moon. The darkness—lessened, leavened, lightened.
Unbidden, though unsurprising, the words—old even before being written down—sound in my head, out in the world:
"The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light; they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined."
Whether those words were actually said in that form, they state a truth that resonates deep within us. That can resonate across our lives, across our world.
With each of us reflecting that "great light" or shining with that light that lives within us, our world can be leavened, lightened.
And the darkness in whatever form lessened.
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night."