Because of God’s tender mercy,
the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us,
to give light to those who sit in darkness
and in the shadow of death,
and to guide us to the path of peace.
Am I the only one sitting in darkness tonight?
I sit heavy-hearted, longing for the light from heaven to break upon me.
It was family Christmas tonight. Cousins and grandparents and aunts and uncles and friends gathered for our traditional Christmas Eve celebration. The house was full, the food was delicious, the gifts were plentiful.
Except for that one that I forgot. Sorry, D. Thanks for grace!
All is not picture-perfect. There is heartache and unmet longing and disappointment. There is sickness and pain. There is mess.
There are hard words to hear and hard realities to face. There are let-downs and sorrows and tears. There is darkness.
This season has not been what I expected or what I hoped it might.
It is what it is to be this year. I long to rest confidently in that as I continue to walk the path created uniquely for me. Sadly, I struggle. I resist the tidings of comfort and joy.
So my prayer tonight, these last hours of Christmas Eve, is for God to guide me, to guide us, to the path of peace.