Christmas in a war zone
From a place of privilege, it can be easy think of Christmas like this: Cozy. Rosy cheeks. Big smiles. Lots of laughs. Pure innocence. Sleeping babies and silent nights. For many of us, we have been truly fortunate to have Christmases like this to varying degrees. But what about those who have Christmas more like this? Above we see Christmas in Gaza back in 2015 and last year in the trenches of Ukraine. Do those same warm, cozy, idyllic images and feelings fill the heart in places of violence and war as in places of privilege? Or do fear, longing, PTSD, and devastation mark Christmas?Read More →