In the stillness of the night, the hearth's crackle and spark paints the room in warm shades of amber. Nestled in a corner, a tree adorned in hues of gold and crimson, at its foot lie boxes dressed impeccably, cradling dreams within. Soon the hush will shatter, as tiny footsteps and tearing paper fill the room, and for that fleeting moment, all shall be whole.
We often ponder the reasons we fight; are we merely yelling into the void? Yet alongside the tree, with eyes weighed down by slumber, you can glimpse an image of what once and what will be. It is in that moment and the moments like it that we strive to revive, that we strive to preserve.
Cherish this Christmas alongside your kin; cherish these moments with your offspring and elders. Let us celebrate the birth of our Savior and recollect that, ultimately, victory lies with us.
-TJS