as i was walking home from qfc (the grocery store) this moring two fire engines came roaring down john across broadway. i don't know why but the minute i saw them i felt the tears welling up. i was engulfed in a deep sorrow. for the last two blocks home i was fighting the torrent of tears. and of course there were all the people encamped in front of jack in the box who do not have a place to go to. why does that happen in this country why are there people who have nothing in one of the richest nations in the world?
last night luke and i were talking about how little joy (american)christians have. we create needless suffering for our selves because we don't really get what christ has done. it is our actions of love and our joy which are the witnesses. how is it that those who are suffering and crushed in other countries have the joy and life that paul talks about with "nothing" and we have "everything" without any life or joy. instead we are bound and depressed. we are the empty hallows, shadows of people. we the living zombies are trying to convert the living to our life of death. how sick is that!
yet a baby, who becomes a man has brought life, our life is worth much because it is his. happy christmas.