Forty-five minutes after sunset on December twenty-first, however, I stood alongside my wife gazing into the southwest nighttime sky over Eden Prairie and preparing to stand witness to the “Christmas star” conjunction of two planets.
The cloudy sky had just one hole in it, and that was for the crescent moon. Paradoxically, science gave me the faith to know that beyond the wall of clouds, Jupiter and Saturn were collaborating on a stunningly brilliant, glowing combination.
Like so much else in 2020, the cloudy wall was not a bad thing.
2020 is neither a good year nor a bad year.
2020 is simply a collection of events, a set of facts.
What we do with 2020—and with 2021—determines what we derive from those events and those facts.
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