Luke 2: 9-14

On this night, nine years ago, The Ex and I started a little tradition.

Despite the fear and uncertainty ahead, we wanted our family to remember that we were indeed blessed. And so, in a hushed and darkened NICU, we read a few Bible verses to our baby, so that she’d know why. We’ve done it every year since, on this very night.

Tonight The Ex will do the honors, while I spend my Christmas Eve on duty, doing my best to care for the people in this city. For those of you working with me, away from your families while you stand vigil for strangers, I offer these verses to you:

“And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them, and they were sore afraid.

And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.

For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.

And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.

And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,

Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.”

Merry Christmas, everybody, and to you non-Christians, just take with you the last five words: Peace, good will toward men.

That’s a sentiment I believe we can all wrap our hearts around.