Friday, December 3, 2010
It's only eight nights out of the year. Doesn't seem like many nights in which to praise miracles but that's what Chanukkah is all about. Okay. So maybe the oil didn't burn for eight days. Maybe that isn't the miracle. It doesn't really matter. Maybe the miracle was that religious freedom won. That does matter. And here's something else that matters. For eight nights a year, when the nights are darkest, we have an obligation to consider - to contemplate - miracles and not just the miracles of long ago but our own daily miracles. Try it. Spend a little time each evening considering the miracles in your own life. You've got them. Now find them.