It Came

I wasn’t sure it would really come.  You know what I mean?  That warm happy Christmas feeling!

I’ve been carrying the weight of the world: worried about the recent widows I know and the rest of their family and friends, worried about ugly politics, worried about those fleeing war and terror, worried about the state of the world, worried about families rearranging, and worried about a relative being evicted (over Christmas???  What kind of Scrooge does that when a pregnant woman and two kids are made homeless!).

There is none of the fluffy, white, sparkling snow I associate with Christmas.  Others have ornaments, but I just couldn’t find the energy, but I did get my Santa and a Nutcracker out of storage.  I did love the advent preparation and services at all the wonderful choir music, but there was no music in my home or heart.  Hallmark movies were not getting it done!

I am full of gratitude for the blessing of security , stability, love and plenty in my life.  Yet, even with all my blessings, I felt an ache in my soul.

Hubby and I decided to do some last minute shopping (our first shopping of the season) and we picked up a few gifts.  We selected items for the little girls being forced to move again, worried if they would have any gifts for Christmas.  When we got to their home, the look of joy on their faces when they saw us warmed my heart.  It finally came.  The girls introduced us to their cousins as Oma and Opa.   They loved their gifts.  We took the family out to dinner, and learned some housing options had opened up for them.  Relief for all.

I guess the cure for the ache in my soul was to  bring some joy to  someone else.

Merry Christmas, and may God bless you all.

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  1. Sometimes “it” must be given to be received. My sis in law recently lost her only sister (43 yr old) to a long illness. My sis-in-law got the stomach flu then posted on Facebook that she had no christmas spirit. When her daughter visited with her own new baby, making my sis-in-law a young grandmother, “it” came. Great post April, and may you be blessed during the Christmas season!

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