My Dear Child,
You ask where I am. I am here. I have never left you. I am here like I always am, waiting with my children as they struggle to understand.
The world is a mess, your heart says to me; COVID, wildfires, floods, landslides, tornadoes, so many sick, suffering and gone. How could I let this happen you ask? Your anger and despair festering inside. I know you would like me to create a miracle and make this all go away. If I can change water into wine, make the dead rise again, why not this?
Well, if I loved you less, perhaps I could. But you are my beloved child and for that reason alone I cannot. As a loving father I have to let go and let my children make their own choices, find their own way. Knowing that with those choices mistakes will sometimes come. But a father knows that he has to give his children the freedom to do their best, and hope, that it will not result in the worst.
But, throughout I can and do speak to you, in the peace of silence and in my teachings left behind. Yet I know that so much of the time, these are just not enough. You my child do not learn by my words alone, you learn by experiencing the things we dread most; challenge, adversity and even suffering.
I can feel your disappointment and despair when you tell me these terrible things are not of your doing, that you are innocent. So why must you be punished for the sins of others or circumstance beyond your control? My beloved child, lessons are not punishments, they are just the way we learn.
On this day of miracles, the birth of Christ my son, I have left a few precious gifts under your tree. There you will find all that you need, but it is up to you, my child. I hope you know that challenges and suffering can soften the heart and that although neither is good in and of itself, good can come from them, if we you are open to see.
I have left you courage, strength and resilience. I have left you compassion and kindness too. And this year, I have left a special gift, perfect for this time. I need you to unwrap it, let it surround you, as it is what you will need and what will see you through.
Unwrap the gift of hope and know that this Christmas, and every Christmas, I embrace you, and your hope embraces me.
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