For some, this time of year is met with too many obligations, too much financial stress, and an unwelcome busyness. For others, it’s a time of feeling abandoned, left out, and alone.

It’s sad that what should be a joyous time can often be overshadowed by grief and discontent fueled by frustration of not measuring up to expectations.

I don’t have the answers and maybe I’m just writing this post to hear my own analysis, so please bear with me. It’s 3:00 am and I’m worried that I’m not doing enough to help others. I know a widow who lost her husband earlier this year. I’m wondering if she’s feeling alone and forsaken. I’m worried that my adult children are feeling pressure to do too much between decorating, entertaining, gift buying, etc. And, I’m worried that I’m not doing enough in an effort to not be in the way or to exaggerate the mayhem.

Perhaps, we are all just pushing through it to get to the other side not realizing that these are the times when memories are made. For myself, I propose finding some solace in walking in the park or spending time alone with God at the river’s edge for peace. Worship heals me. I’m reminded that the important things towards true contentment aren’t wrapped up in events or ribbons but in the smiles and laughter of those we love.

For these next few days towards the finish line, I’m asking God to keep me available for those who are hurting and to give me His eyes to see who needs a kind word of encouragement (even if I’m the one in need). I always want to be led by God to nurture others while being careful not to overstep invisible boundaries or privacy. I hope I’ve been clear that I’m available to teach others to hear God’s voice so that He can strategically walk with them through the hard times and loneliness better than any human agent.

Soon all the glitz and glamour of the season will settle down and we’ll meet to celebrate a new year of new possibilities. We’ll be more mature, more trained, more aware, and ready to step forward like never before.

Merry Christmas beloved.