Merry Christmas from our little family to yours.
I’m sorry for my long absence. The past six weeks have been some of the hardest of the year, and each time I’ve sat down to write, the words just haven’t come.
Our season of waiting isn’t over. Each day is a battle to choose joy amidst the pain and uncertainty of our situation.
When we started trying in the beginning of this year, I thought for sure we would be parents by now. It’s so hard to think about going into a new year with our arms still empty and hearts so heavy.
I’m thankful for the steadfast love of the Lord that never ceases, as well as His strong arms around me when my faith is weak. I’ve had many days filled with tears and anger, but I praise the Lord that He doesn’t let me stay in those dark moments. He gently reminds me of truth through scripture, music, and sweet friends and family.
I’m thankful that this life and the pain that comes with it is not all we have. We have a hope of glory that is far better than any earthly joy.
I hope to write a recap of 2016 before the end of the year. Between a crazy work schedule and a family wedding, it will be a miracle if I get it out before January.
For now I’ll just say Merry Christmas! Hope your Christmas is filled with joy as you ponder the wondrous Gift that was given to us all so many years ago, baby Jesus. Below are the words to one of my favorite Christmas songs, which expresses the joy of this wondrous holiday.
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On a starlit hillside, shepherds watched their sheep
Slowly, David’s city drifted off to sleep
But to this little town of no great renown
The Lord had a promise to keep
Prophets had foretold it, a mighty King would come
Long awaited Ruler, God’s Anointed One
But the Sovereign of all looked helpless and small
As God gave the world His own Son
And who would have dreamed or ever foreseen
That we could hold God in our hands?
The Giver of Life is born in the night
Revealing God’s glorious plan
To save the world
Wondrous gift of heaven: the Father sends the Son
Planned from time eternal, moved by holy love
He will carry our curse and death He’ll reverse
So we can be daughters and sons
(By Jason Hansen and Bob Kauflin. Listen to it here )
Love,
