The end did not come after all. Four days ago, the end of the world was part of at least four conversations I had with my children, thanks in part to the publicity numerous outlets gave the "event." And yet, we are still here. I am grateful but in a different kind of way. Christmas is an annual reminder that God has not given up on creation. Though we will open presents in a few hours and the chaos of the day will whirl us around. In the quiet of this moment, I am grateful that God has not given up hope. Merry Christmas.
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