I was directed to another blog by a good friend about the real St. Nicholas (you can view it in its entirety here). Some Coles notes; "He used his entire inheritance to help the poor, sick, and children in need... Nicholas saved young women from slavery, protected sailors, spared innocents from execution, provided grain in a famine and rescued a kidnapped boy."
I was introduced to these three stories today; three stories that can be very disheartening. Each one speaks to the difficultly of being a True Rebel voice as a young student.
Most of the story of St. Valentine is legend. While likely not having much historical merit, it is not surprising that lore rose up to connect St. Valentine to romantic notions that accompany February 14. There are actually multiple martyrs from the early church with the name Valentine and what is fact and what is fiction was blurred long ago.
I’m a pretty normal person in this regard; I like it when people like me, I don’t like it when people don’t like me.
This pretty normal fact about me however runs directly counter to a commitment that I have made to attempt to tell the truth as I see it. This commitment is particular to those general societal or cultural trends that run directly counter to principles of love, mercy and justice.
My 9 year old (days away from 10 year old) niece has joined her public speaking club at school and this is her first speech presented to her fellow classmates.
How many of you have eaten chocolate this week?
How many of you have eaten FAIR-TRADE chocolate this week?