The best love stories awaken the deepest and most natural pulses of the human heart. That's part of the meaning of reminding ourselves during this Hanukkah/Christmas season that "it is more blessed to give than to receive." Because when we give, we are becoming the incarnation of those forces in the universe, that are only happy when they are giving unto others: giving life, love, hope, a healing touch, a caring presence. Presence. Spelled with a "c" rather than a "t"--a healing presence, a loving presence. Those are the greatest presents we can give one another, especially our spouse and our children and those around us who suffer tragic loss from both natural disaster and human madness.
The pure gift of just being here--what's that worth? Giving birth--what's that worth? And being with people we love and who love us--what's that selling for on the Dow or the Nasdaq? And our health--whatever degree of health we have, it's better than having a lot less health. It makes a big difference. What's that worth?
So many gifts and so many of us who have not learned how to see them. Let us become aware of those simple gifts of being here, loving and being loved, touching and being touched, protecting and being protected. Those gifts are the real treasures of this holiday season, and we don't have to wait until a particular day to open them. In fact, it's best that we don't wait. Let us open our gifts of life, love and spirit, and spread them all around our lives, sitting there right in the middle of them.
So, during this season, let us remember that love is not so much an idea whose time has come, as it is a commitment of presence to one another: our spouse, our children and our neighbors and those in need--near and far. In many ways it is an irrational commitment because love can get us into trouble. Those who love will ultimately lose the beloved or they will lose us. Love can prompt us to give of ourselves in ways that may seem
foolish - perhaps are foolish. But ultimately love is the path to the soul--the soul of the other and the soul within--not a romantic love --but a mature love that can accept differences and reach for understanding, for depth and forgiveness. Good marriages and good parents nurture the soul.
And so, faith, hope, love, these three
I offer you this season.
Faith that living affirms,
Hope that caring illumines,
Love that matters more than anything.
Faith, hope, love-- these three,
Not as gifts I offer them,
Love that matters more than anything.
Faith, hope, love-- these three,
Not as gifts I offer them,
For they are not mine to give.
They are yours and mine to share,
Humbly, with one another.
Fumbling, we hold their promise in our hands,
Faintly, we speak the trembling words:
Faith in our promises to one another;
Hope for the better nature of our humanity,Fumbling, we hold their promise in our hands,
Faintly, we speak the trembling words:
Faith in our promises to one another;
Love.....
These three we offer to one another this season--
Our Hanukkah, our Christmas, our Kwanzaa,
Our Human Presence.