I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.
~ Charles Dickens
I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in me, and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.
~ John 15:5, 8
This is the time. This is the time when you put it all aside, step outside of yourself and go back. Whether it is to church, your estranged family, to your true self, you fill in the blank. It could be as simple (and as radical) as shaving your beard and/or having your hair styled to fit that beautiful countenance. This is the time when hearts are softened, people are united, all is forgiven. If you have not been to church all year, start this Sunday, and be amazed and surprised to the welcome you will receive.
If you cannot be with your family this holiday, even sending a card will open a porthole if you do it in Jesus’ name. If you have been meaning to find out who your birth parents are, it is probably a very busy time to do so, but it is a good time to start the process. It doesn’t mean you will have a Hollywood ending, it may mean peace in your heart.
We are all on a journey, and, as in a labyrinth, we will pass each other anyway, why not pass together, or change direction or step outside the lines and start again?
Today, realize that we are all on the vine, some of us are just seemingly beyond reach, but if you are reading this, you are still connected.
Always Have, Always Will
Come home this Christmas.
Because of Him,