Christmas Reflections
As the festive season of Christmas approaches, it serves as a poignant reminder of the stark contrast in fortune that exists among people in our world. Looking around at the state of our world can be disheartening at times, and it forces us to reflect on what the future holds. This morning, I woke up with a resolution not to tune in to the news, for it often feels like an endless stream of negativity, as if our world is crumbling before our very eyes. I’m not sure if there’s a clear-cut solution to the myriad of problems we face, but one thing is certain: the world our grandchildren will inherit will be vastly different from the one we live in today.
I can’t help but reminisce about the magic of Christmas from my childhood. It was a time when my parents and grandparents gathered to celebrate the holidays, filling our home with warmth and joy. I recall the excitement of waking up to find presents beautifully wrapped beneath the Christmas tree. But before we could dive into the gifts, there was the ritual of eating breakfast, a reminder to savor every moment. I made sure to finish everything on my plate, following the rule of first orange juice, then milk, to avoid any unpleasant surprises for my stomach.
Recently, I’ve found myself drawing closer to God. It’s a journey that has been shaped by the challenges I’ve faced, and it now feels like the logical path for me to follow. This newfound faith offers me a second chance, an opportunity to demonstrate my worth to my family and to the divine presence that watches over us all. I may not know what tomorrow holds, but I place my trust in God and the path He lays before me. No matter what obstacles may come my way, even if evil itself were to confront me, I believe that God will stand by my side, a steadfast presence in my life.
Today’s entry will be brief, as there is much more I wish to express in the days to come. We are bracing ourselves for a significant snowstorm that is predicted to hit, a test of resilience for everyone. I hope against hope that the forecasts are wrong, and the storm will pass us by. Yet, I cannot ignore the possibility that this winter tempest may bring hardship to many, pushing them to the brink in their own homes. In such times, it is all we can do to offer our prayers for the world and its people. And pray, I will.
