For some it’s the most wonderful time of the year, others may find it the most stressful, busy or perhaps melancholy. It’s important to be sensitive to how others view the impending festivities. For me, pure joy and excitment bubble over from approximately mid July however this hasn’t always been the case. One year I spent the festive period in a surreal state, seemingly cut off from the rest of the world by a dumping of snow. I sat by my mother’s bedside as she left us here on earth for more heavenly pastures. It reminds me that this time of year has the ability to emphasise such loss. Or perhaps whilst the rest of the world celebrates one might feel like the loneliest person alive.
As we enter into the festivities, why not take a step back and observe the people around you, how can you spread a little joy to them this yuletide time? Or perhaps someone a little further a field, they could be a stranger to you but they are a known and loved by the one who this season is all about.
Jesus came to bring light into the world, a hope and a promise that there is more than this. I am desperate to use my life to shed more light. Darkness is terrifying, it constantly threatens to overwhelm, be it personal grief or the horrors we see daily on the news. When I was just a tiny girl the darkness frightened me greatly, at night I would fret in my bed at the nastiness that lurked unseen. Then Dad would come up and turn on the light and it all didn’t seem so bad. We all need to stand up and turn on the light this Christmas, turn on the light for someone who can’t reach it themselves and be that ray of hope that cuts through their darkness.