Every Christmas I continue to sorrow. “I will be home
for Christmas” brings tears to my eyes. My son will never ever be home again. I
am tired of saying that he lives within my heart. I want him physically so
badly. Knowing that this will never happen in this lifetime makes my soul rebel
even more against death and its horror. My soul says “I do not want to
celebrate another Christmas without him”.
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Friday, December 15, 2017
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
The Gift
December is a very special month for me as it is the month
in which my son David was born. He was 30 years old when we lost him.
I am so thankful that David came into my life. What would my
life be like if David was not born? I would not have known love and sorrow to
the level that I do now. I would not have related in part to the pain that Mary
the mother of our Lord endured as she watched her lovely son die for us. I would not have been
able to distinguish between what is essential in life and what is trivial. I
would not have been as sensitive and caring towards others as I am now. I would
not have the same longing for the eternal as opposed to the temporal.
Recently I have been reflecting on Christmas in a different
way. I was thinking that if Jesus had not come, what would our world be like.
There would be no Christmas trees to decorate, no stockings hanging by the
chimney, no Christmas bells, carols or holly. There would not be as many gifts
to exchange and children to wonder at the beauty of the manger. We would not
have the hymns and books that were written about Him. We would not have the hope
and salvation that we have. We would not have anything to look forward to.
There will be no hope of seeing David again. “Thanks be unto God for His
unspeakable gift.” II Corinthians 9:15
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