Jack's mother ran into the bedroom when she heard him scream and found his two-year old sister pulling his hair. She gently released the little girl's grip and said comfortingly to Jack, "There, there. She didn't mean it. She doesn't know that hurts." She was barely out of the room when the little girl screamed. Rushing back in, she asked, "What happened?" "She knows now," Jack replied.
“The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners.” Is. 6:1-2
We don’t know why there are Scrooges and Grinches this time of year and we know we’re supposed to be thankful and then merry, but for some it can be a struggle. I joke around a lot, probably too much, but that’s my coping mechanism. I’m not that different than many that will read this. Terry and I have lost friends, grandparents, my parents, her father, a little brother, and our son, Jordan. It’s only by the grace of God that I’m somewhat sane and Terry and I are still married because of the stress involved. By His Grace, God has helped me so many times. And when I’ve not been what I need to be, His Grace has healed and strengthened my heart, my commitment, and my spirit. He’s just that awesome! And though I’ve experienced deep pain where I cried out until I was empty, I’ve been blessed beyond my ability to express. He has given me perspective and compassion through my painful losses to the point where I have grown and experienced real joy. I share this because I believe with all my heart that He wants to do the same with all that are hurting no matter what you’ve lost or done or not done. I’m not that special, but He sure is. It’s just a fact that tragedies and trials exist in this world, not because He is a cruel, uncaring God, but because we live in a sin filled, fallen world. When we get stuck in that loss or heartache, and refuse to turn to God, the enemy uses that pain to destroy us. But when we turn to Him for healing and peace, we experience His healing and peace at a level that is most difficult to explain, but more real than anything you’ve ever experienced. I pray you experience the healing, freedom and light of the coming of the Prince of Peace this Christmas. And if you come across someone who is not, be the light to them and point them to our Savior. He is my Peace and I’m so thankful for all He has done, from giving me Terry as my wife, my children and grandchildren to my friends in the churches I’ve served. You all are His gift to me!