Peace in a World of Strife

“And there were . . . shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.” And lo! like a shaft of light pene­trating the darkness and halting among them, there stood an angel. The glory that radiated from him turned the night into the brightness of noonday. As their eyes became adjusted to the light, they realized that a heavenly visitor had left his place before the throne to call on them. Was he a bearer of tidings? Why should he call on them? What could the nature of...