A Hope for Healing

I know it's Christmas time. And I love Christmas. But this year feels different somehow. The last two weeks have been one thing after another. And just when I thought things were slowing down, another thing pops up that I can't ignore. Amidst what is supposed to be a happy and joyous time, all I've been seeing and experiencing lately is heaviness, pain and hurt. I wonder where the joy in this is. I wonder if people are really happy at Christmas time or is it a way to cover up or ignore the stuff that's really going on? Or is it that this is a time of year specifically set aside where we are to remember the hope that we have in Jesus Christ. The hope for healing, the hope for something better and greater in the midst of our pain and heaviness.

I think that I can authentically say, that the last two weeks have brought me to remember that despite all the pain and suffering that we go through, there is a hope for healing. A hope for freedom. As much as I would like to fix things myself and know for myself that there is healing and hope in the near future, I can't. I think God knew we wouldn't be able to bear that load. So he made a better way through His Son, Jesus Christ.

Thank you, God.

Have a blessed Christmas everyone.