Yesterday's news that Elizabeth Edwards is gravely ill makes me sad. We grow to know people through the media, and they become part of us, in a way. All that Elizabeth Edwards has had to publicly and privately endure these last years shows us the far reaches of human courage, hope, and strength.
My prayer for you, Elizabeth, is that you fall fast asleep wrapped in the warmth of your children's arms here on earth, and that you awaken wrapped tightly in the arms of your son, Wade, who is waiting to be with his momma again.
A light on earth goes out. A light in heaven goes on.
It is the story of Christmas.