I am haunted by the story from the First World War when, on Christmas Eve, British and German soldiers left their trenches to meet in No Man’s Land to exchange greetings, food and cigarettes.
There is such a yearning for peace and reconciliation in the human heart that it will show forth in the most extraordinary circumstances.
As we prepare for the coming of the Prince of Peace, what I want for Christmas is for love and hope to conquer fear and violence a little more often with each passing year.
When will we ever learn that we gain more by cooperating with each other than by competition?
As I write this I am conscious that I am being very naive. But doesn’t the Nativity give us the right to a little optimism?