The Purpose of Flight

There's nothing better than finding that one word, that perfect word that was meant to describe what you're feeling or thinking. Sometimes you need that one word to make sense of a whole journey; a series of flights...sometimes you don't. This blog is for those times that I do.

Friday, December 25, 2015

Christmas Relief

God gave me a present today...Himself. Sound odd? Well, I've been struggling a lot the past few weeks with my thought life and despair. It was as if the scars over past hurts had suddenly become tender again and the world was tugging mercilessly at them.

But this morning I awoke relieved. Yes, I awoke alone in my apartment with no presents under the tree for me (kinda reminds me of a Japanese Christmas but without the pneumonia and pulled stomach muscles), but this morning I was relieved because Jesus came.

Funny how something that happened thousands of years ago can catch up to you now; but it's true. I feel relieved. It's all going to be ok. He came, the prophecy was fulfilled, the adventure began.

Everything else I wanted suddenly turns into a "it would be nice to have" when He gives me what I truly needed; relief in the thought that the promised Savior has come. He gave Himself.

Merry Christmas!

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