A friend just sent this to me and, because I love Howard Thurman, and I love the message of this poem, I just had to share it with everyone:
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the Kings and Princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flocks,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost
To heal the broken
To feed the hungry
To release the prisoner
To teach the nations
To bring Christ to all
To make music in the heart.
— Howard Thurman
It has been a well-appreciated blessing for me to be here in Cameroon this Christmas season and so far away from the commercialism and peer pressure of Christmas in the U.S. Yet, to a very large extent, the work of Christmas here is the same as the work in America. The lost, the broken, the hungry, the prisoner -- they are everywhere.