December 17 is a hard day. A day with bad memories. It comes just shortly before Christmas, a time that is supposed to be a happy time, a celebratory time…and yet the days leading up to Christmas are hard days. var gaJsHost = ((“https:” == document.location.protocol) ? “https://ssl.” : “http://www.”); document.write(unescape(“%3Cscript src='” + gaJsHost + “google-analytics.com/ga.js’ type=’text/javascript’%3E%3C/script%3E”)); try { var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker(“UA-12356560-1”); pageTracker._trackPageview(); } catch(err) {}
How is one supposed to get through hard days? How am I supposed to get through hard days with a smile of my face and a spring in my step? The easy answer is Jesus, the son of God who has suffered more than any other human but the easy answer doesn’t immediately make me feel warm and fuzzy.
This I know. The hard days move into history and my hope is that in the days to come, on the December 17th’s that will follow, the days will be easier and the pain will lessen. I do trust in God to bring healing. December 17 will never be a day of great happiness for what has happened in this world but I know in my head that there can still be joy for what is to come. I look forward from that knowledge moving from my head to my heart.
Grace and peace to you.
WayOutWise 