Rough get together with friend this evening. Christian wedding vows meant less to “christian” wife than to him who claims no specific faith. She left. Years ago I taught him how to save the lives of kids and he does it well. But, the system does not care. Or worse, they know, and do care in a way that inspires hate for those who save the less lovable. He is alone and adrift. HIs world has been kicked apart and he is close to down for the count.
We sat, drank, talked, cussed, shared, remembered, imagined possibilities and then he said he was feeling better. He was reminded that he matters. What he does for people in pain matters. Moments of life and joy matter. Then he asked it — “How do you talk about this with people who matter?”
There is a political question for advent. Who matters?