“I pray my wish will come true
For my child and your child too
He’ll see the day of glory
See the day when men of good will
Live in peace, live in peace again
Peace on Earth, can it be
Can it be”

I stopped watching the news, but it forces its way into my life. I turn on my computer hoping to connect with friends and loved ones, and I see it. Hate. War. Unrest. All the markings of evil. I see it on the faces of protesters and police. I see it on the face of politicians and pastors. I see it everywhere. Good friends torn apart. Brothers and sisters fighting.

I am desperate for peace.

Why do we let those who live hundreds of miles away tell us what to feel? What do they know about why we should be outraged? Why does sitting behind a desk in front of a camera, or standing behind a podium give you the right to tear apart humanity? If you are a human being, you are my friend. If you will hold your hand out to me, you are my brother, my sister. Even if you won’t, my hand remains outstretched. There is so much hate in the world. This religion accusing that one, and this race accusing that one.

I am desperate to hear the man and woman behind the news desk, behind the picket line, behind the badge, behind the pulpit, behind the microphone – I am desperate to hear them speak peace. I am desperate for us to hold out our hands to our fellow human being – no matter what race, or gender, or sexual orientation, or religion – in peace. This time of year especially, “let there be peace on Earth, and let it begin with me.”


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