Christmas Carol paradoxes 5 – It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

Wishing we have “ears to hear” above the din of judgmental self-talk

Elizabeth loving Lizzie

What we most long for when we are feeling alone is not incoming love from others, but instead is someone on whom to pour our outgoing love.

“The Young Messiah”

I think I’m here just to be alive. To see it. Hear it. Feel it. All of it. Even when it hurts.