Christmas comes. It touches us, if we are blessed, with a love beyond our expectation. It invites us to trust that the world is more graced and beautiful than we'd feared. But, too soon, Christmas collides with realities we'd hoped had improved during those blessed hours when the Christ child had lifted us above ourselves.
Not even the Christian calendar gives respite from realities we'd rather avoid. Three days after Christmas, Dec. 28, comes a day little observed but much needed in our Christmas — the slaughter of the Holy Innocents. The church avoids the day, I fear, because it's too distressing for this time of year, too sobering, too bloody, too real.
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