This afternoon at the church where I work we had a Blue Christmas service, which is a meditative, reflective time with music, prayer, and readings to help those whose experience of this Christmas is not filled with "fa-la-la's". They may have lost a loved one - or a job, or a dream, or experienced disappointment in any one of many aspects in a year of living. It was not a large gathering but it was a gathering of people who needed this time, this safe space, and other caring souls to be with.
It is the end of the day now and the morning questions remain, although I sense my malaise has known at least some release. In all that we do we are making a difference in the world: from the "thanks for your speedy service" to the Dunkin Donut drive through person, to the bringing of music to residents at an assisted living facility, to knowing people by name, to moving over to sit next to someone moved to tears in this afternoon's service. We cast pebbles into a pond that is as big as life - and it does matter.