Christmas is a lavish and child-heart time for every age. I love it!
Some, though, hurt deeply because it is supposed to be a time of celebration....but sometimes it just isn't.
I stood yesterday before an eleven year old boy and his relatives to deliver thoughts at the memorial for his father. This little boy has a strained mixture of emotions as much of the city hustles right past him with malls of fun in mind.
Pain and sadness is rough at any point in any year. My heart goes out to those of you who have buried within a tragedy or a loss in the center of a special time where the communities find wonderful excuse to celebrate.
We invite you into our celebrations....but first know we are aware of how badly your sadness burns within your heart.
You are loved.