Healing From Christmas Past

Healing From Christmas Past

I worked in the airline industry for seven years. The result was that I came to loathe the holidays. During this time of year the nice people get nicer and the mean people turn evil. For whatever reason those mean people come out in droves and decide to fly rather than drive to grandma’s.

This year has been weird. I’ve liked Christmas.

We didn’t have a Christmas Tree. Up until last night I didn’t think I’d be part of a Christmas party. But I got in on one. We’ve decided to only do the one-gift-per-person thing with the family and my brother made that easy for me. I’ve only intentionally listened to one Christmas song, and it wasn’t even my favorite – Hark the Herald Angels Sing. I haven’t been in charge of anything Christmassy for anyone. No music programs. No Christmas services.

But for some reason, I’ve been really content this year. I’m not a scrooge, really. I’ve just had a ton of priorities re-alinged this year. I didn’t like the process. But I’m certain God was the one behind the mild beating. Now I’m getting to rest a little. Imagine that, resting at Christmas.

That one song I intentionally listened to this year was Silent Night. I didn’t used to like that song. I thought it was cheezy. Sleep in heavenly peace. I only sleep well when I’m not stressed (which is rare), but I’ve been sleeping quite a bit lately.

I’m rambling now. But it all makes sense in my head. I’m going to forever look back at this Christmas with fond memories I think. It’s been a time of great peace. Maybe I’m finally getting this Christmas thing.

For to us a child is born,
    to us a son is given;
and the government shall be upon his shoulder,
    and his name shall be called
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father,
Prince of Peace.

Isaiah 9:6