When we lived in the Ottawa Valley our street was dark. No really. No-streetlights-for-miles kind of dark. I used to like being outside on dark nights when you could see the whole of the Milky Way. Stars to navigate by, to help ships find their ways home, to provide a course to follow. Tonight and always, may we all invite something bigger than ourselves into our hearts and minds. May we be as vulnerable as a child born in a foreign land, and rise to the higher purpose for which we’re intended. For tonight, may we all be a blessing for those around us.

From stellar light to candle light, may we find the guidance we need on this holy night.