I just finished watching Oprah’s interview with Michelle Obama and for the first time since the election, I am filled with hope.
I figure if Michelle can know the things she knows and experience the things she experiences, and still have hope, then I can, too.
That’s the only resolution I’m making for 2017, but I figure it’s the biggest one I’ve ever made.
Surrounded as we are by truck terrorists, ISIS terrorists, and Trump terrorists, it has felt pretty much like the world is closing in on us.
Icy accidents claim lives. Temperatures plummet and folks are still homeless. People judge us by the color of our skin, the religion of our hearts, and the gender with which we identify.
The world seems filled with unhappiness and anger and we’re too quick to accuse and denounce and justify our own positions.
But then there is hope.
Someone on Facebook pleads for help with shoveling and an angel shows up on her sidewalk and does the job.
Many someones agree to ring the bells for the Salvation Army because there are so many in the community who need help.
Someone complains of sadness during the holidays and others chime in to cheer her up.
So I’m sticking with Michelle and I’m holding on hard to hope.
Here’s hoping you have a Merry Christmas, a happy Hanukkah (however you spell it), a great Kwanzaa, and joyous whatever else you might be celebrating. I hope you spend the time with people who love you.