Sitting at Ya Kun (a local coffee place), because I couldn’t get into a Christmas Musical at a local church. Reminded in a small way of that first Christmas where there was no room in the inn.
A week ago, for the first time since I was 21 (33 years ago), I am without earthly possessions. 3 years ago I gave up my car, and as of a week ago, our apartment was sold. Dispossessed of possessions – yet possessing everything.
One of the Desert Odyssey sojourners sent this very stark photo, taken in the Middle East, not far from the first Christmas ~ Bethlehem circa 2018. May our hearts be for those for whom Christ came – the marginalised, the downtrodden, the dispossessed, the poor.
May we too be poor – not necessarily materially. True poverty is non-possessiveness, of things and of people.
Love deeply, hold loosely, and experience the depth and liberation of the unconditionality of Love to us and in turn us for others.