Porch Steps ebook available through the end of August

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This is an excerpt from one of my Huffington essays that a friend read back to me at lunch last week. It was one of those weird experiences you sometimes have as an author, when you absolutely resonate with something, but have no recollection of having written it.

The Christ that I honor in my heart at Christmastime is the Christ that combines many contradictions, who is both Father and Son, who loves His mother and yet commands her, who is full of love and yet also angry when it is necessary, who is both feminine and masculine, who is dead and yet alive. I am called by my way of practicing humanity to see the divine in the face of every stranger and refugee that I meet, and to see the divine in myself, as well. I am called to reach out a hand to those who are downtrodden and to forget myself in service. I am called to remember that there is no happiness in wealth and there is no real honor in rule following.

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