Ah, I love a good pun… But seriously, this has been an interesting Christmas season. Last year at this time, I was in a hospital room at UNC, praying every day that I’d make it home by Christmas. (Thankfully, I did make it home just in time for Christmas.) But this year, I was looking forward to a normal holiday with no trips to the hospital.
Obviously, that hasn’t happened, but I am thankful to not actually be spending this week in the hospital. However, I know that’s not true for so many people this year and one of my friends in particular. I’ve also heard from some others who are going through a bit of a rough patch this year.
I was able to remove my splint this morning and now have a lovely new cast in its place. This is such an improvement, as now I can move my elbow and wriggle my fingers. I am still typing with my left hand, but I’m getting pretty good at it!
I am thankful that I have a tree that we were able to decorate, but there are no beautifully wrapped gifts below it. My mantle is essentially bare this year, but my wonderful husband did hang up our wreaths and lights this year. The gifts aren’t bought, there’s no yummy food in my fridge, and my planned projects have been put aside.
I’m doing my best to remember what this season is really all about. It’s a celebration of Jesus’ birth and the sacrifice he made. And I remember this promise from 1 Peter 5:6-7, “Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.”
So you know, what? We are going to make it through this. The presents will get bought and wrapped. We will find food to eat. Christmas will come and go just as it always has, and just like it will next year and the year after that. What matters is that we’re alive, we have our family and friends and we have many other reasons to celebrate!