The Meaning of the Season

Each day and each moment I don’t stop thinking of each person who mean so much to me. I didn’t use to do that, but I’ve learned. I miss those who I failed to know better and those who have passed away, especially Allie. This Christmas season I only wish for one thing. It is for the love of our Lord to fill my heart again and to give me peace and comfort. I hope the spirit of our generous and kind Lord will fill me and all of us, so we can all be kinder to each other, to watch out for each other, to respect and be patient, to be loving and considerate. It’s in the small actions that our lives are measured, whether we leave that cup of joe for someone else to pick up or if we hand an extra few dollars to the man on the corner, regardless of his needs.

Christmas was Allie’s favorite season, and she always marked it by playing Mariah Carey’s song and putting that Homer Simpson ornament on the tree. B has lovingly taken over these duties, and we create other memories now with Allie’s spirit in mind.

We are all so very grateful that God sent His Son Jesus to save us all. It is because of this glorious gift that we will all share in His eternal light together again. For you who feel lost and isolated, I hope you find some semblance of comfort in knowing many of us pray deeply for you. I may not know who you are or where you may be. I pray for your hearts, spirits and minds. There’s always someone who knows your pain and shares your wish to have a life again, filled with peace and joy. Lift your hearts and look around to see the glory God has made and the gift of our Lord coming soon!!