Hope for Christmas

For anyone who needs a little hope this Christmas morning…

I wrote these posts (Teary Traditions Part 1 and Teary Traditions Part 2) our first Christmas without my dad.

I can still remember the void we all felt and the many tears we cried.

Twelve years later, it’s not the same without him. We still miss him. There are still, without fail, a teary moments.

It will never will be like it was, but I don’t think it’s supposed to be. It’s different now. And it is still beautiful.

With many tears, there has also been much joy. With much pain there has been much healing. With great mourning, there has been great comfort.

So if you are needing some hope today, here is an anchor for the soul:

God is who he says he is. He is faithful. He is love. He is good. He is kind.

God can do what he says he can do— abundantly more than you could ask or imagine. He will not waste your pain if you are willing to trust him with it.

You are who God says you are— able to do all things who Christ who gives you strength.

You will be okay not because your life will turn out exactly the way you want it to, but because God is faithful. He will never leave you or forsake you. And nothing can separate you from the love of God.

With twelve years of grief behind me, and perhaps still some moments ahead, this I know:

Jesus more than enough. And, he is available for ANYONE who is humble enough to ask for him and desperate enough to believe his promises.

“A thrill of hope; the weary world rejoices. For yonder breaks, a new a glorious morn.”

Merry Christmas friends.

You are seen, known and loved by your good, good Father. ❤️