Recently, I woke from a dream in which I was dreaming of candles with wings. 

They flew—softly, purposefully—straight into people’s hearts. That is how the light of God enters us, I realized. Not forced. Not demanded. It arrives with wings. 

 

Candles with wings. 

Hmm. 

 

Good will prevail. 

Light will glimmer and shine through the night. 

Christ—Christmas—always wins. 

 

Keep the faith. 

Hold the love. 

Embrace the light. 

 

The power and presence of God is here, right now. 

 

We are strong. 

We are capable. 

We are the creators of our destiny. 

 

We are the hope holders. 

We are the magic makers. 

We are the kind keepers. 

We are the lovers and the dreamers, the star seekers. 

 

We are the light, spirit, power, and presence of God. 

We will not be extinguished. 

Our flame burns bright. 

Our candle stands tall. 

 

No winds of destruction can put us out. 

 

Believe. 

Behold. 

Be brave. 

 

With God’s love, we’ve got this. 

 

Be the person with high expectations. 

Be the person who chooses love and kindness. 

Be the person others look up to. 

Be the person who faces fear because it is the right thing to do. 

 

Remember— 

it’s not who is right, 

it’s what is right. 

Be the right. 

 

In a season when peace on Earth is remembered, when love prevails, when faith is sung, and joy rises in the voices of children, know this: what will last is our firmness, our convictions, our inner power—our peace, our love, our joy. 

 

We will not be bullied. 

We will do what is right. 

 

Our voices matter. 

Our footsteps matter. 

Our hands matter. 

Our hearts matter. 

Our thoughts matter. 

 

Be the keeper of the candle. 

Hold your hand high. 

Let your little light shine. 

 

Because in this way, 

you will change the way you see 

and change the way you live.