In my travels around the world, I have always sought out places of worship,
in the United States, Central and South America, throughout Europe and Asia.
Around the globe, people come together to worship in prayer.
They find strength and faith in rituals that are often thousands of years old.
Lighting a candle is one of those rituals, a ritual of faith that bonds all people.
On Christmas day I visited the Franciscan Chapel in downtown New Bedford. I lit four candles: in remembrance of my father, my mother and my sister.
The fourth candle is in honor of those people who have touched my life, who
have given me strength when I had none, and shown me a path were I could not see none.
I give thanks that I am able to express gratitude for the blessings of my life.
In countless churches around the globe, I have lit a candle and shared in a ritual of comfort and sharing.