I’m not even sure where to begin or what to say, but it’s been a year unlike any other. I’ve thought a lot about how the year began…and how I chose a word of the year I didn’t really want to choose (for those of you that don’t know, the word perseverance chose me–you can see that story here). It’s been an eerily accurate word for the year, and I feel that God used that word to remind me and encourage me this year. Thankfully, none of this has taken Him by surprise. And the One that holds the world, also holds me and you.
With all the pain and sorrow, all the death and sickness surrounding me (and in my own body), it’s been difficult to get in the “Christmas spirit” and I’m guessing many of you have felt the same. It’s a long story, but I’ve been dealing with what I thought was Covid-19 effects for the past six weeks (still have a headache, nasal inflammation, and shortness of breath that I’ve tried everything for). I lost a sweet friend unexpectedly a few weeks ago, and other friends and acquaintances have passed away this year. And like many others, I’ve felt disconnected, discouraged, and just plain tired.