In a world that oftentimes seems to have lost its moorings, where knowledge increases at such a dizzying rate that no one can keep up with it, it is good to back away from it all in islands of serenity—and ponder the deeper meaning.
Which brings each of us to the ultimate question: Where in all this nonstop chaotic frenzy of hype and self-promotion is God?
When we do this, inevitably our thoughts travel back, back, back in time to a lowly stable in a little hamlet called Bethlehem, inside which a baby was being born. And high overhead: a blazing star.
Christmas was also born that day.