Life is so generous a giver, but we, judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard.
Remove the covering, and you will find beneath it a living splendour, woven of love, by wisdom with power.
Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel's hand that brings it to you.
Everything that we call a trial, a sorrow, or a duty,
Believe me that the angel's hand is there; the gift is there, and the wonder of an overshadowing presence.
Our joys too: be not content with them as joys.They too conceal diviner gifts.
This Christmas, I am strongly reminded of how hope has embraced a hurting world.
Love to you all!
Katy Noelle xo