We are inundated at this time of the year. So many, too many calls for aid. And all so worthy, so important. The world is drowning under the need for help, for food, for shelter, for homes, for sanctuary. All those voices clamouring to be heard. What can we do? What can I do? I offer a small gesture, while feeling the tiny drop of it. I am sorry. We have failed to make it all OK. Haven’t we?
