Tonight Peter Fitch, my daughter and I, and some friends, are leading a brief Christmas service a local funeral home puts on yearly for those who have lost a loved one this year.
We lead a few carols, I’ll offer a short reflection, and Peter will lead us in prayer.
Then, we go outside to a Christmas tree, and families and friends will hang stars in honor of the one they’ve lost.
I think it’s a beautiful, simple idea. A privilege, as I shared a few days ago, to aid the comfort of the heart with the gift of music and words.