Let it snow Christmas ramblings.
So to say this Christmas season was different would be one of the largest understatements of all time. This Christmas season was filled with just a little more stress, tears, and questions than I can ever remember. With one of the biggest storms we have seen in years, leaving so many without electricity even up until tonight and family stuff that drove me nuts, this year was definitely one to put down in the books.
But to say that it wasn't great would just be unfair and untruthful. Sometimes in the midst of emotions and stress with a little confusion thrown in; I forget how incredibly thankful I am for all the tough times. These past few weeks weren't the hardest ones I've ever experienced but, they definitely were not the easiest. I can honestly say that Jesus has used them to the fullest to break me down, teach me more and make me need him, desire him and fall in love with Him even more though. There are so many things that I hate to forget and try my hardest not to but still find myself stumbling and catching myself when trials come as if I had never learned the lesson in the first place. That is one of the most annoying things in the entire world to me. But, I am human. I am a clutz. I am sometimes not the most graceful or remember-full person and I seem to love mistakes... because I tend to make them a lot. So, that's when Daddy comes in. He never fails to be there when I mess up and He just picks me up, brushes me off and reminds me of what I already know...or teaches me something completely new.
On Christmas Eve, Reflections went to Sparrow to sing to a friend who was in the hospital and a few more patients and wow, it was wonderful. I definitely did not expect to be moved so much by this little thing we did. I expected to spend a few hours of my day singing songs that I have sung 4712946758061 times and doing dances that I was quite sick and tired of doing but, it was so much more. We made our first stop in our friend's room. He was lying on the bed, looking quite tired and not excited to be spending his Christmas in a hospital and his mother was next to him. We started our Christmas carols and our attempts to cheer him up. After about 30 seconds of singing his mom started crying. Something that I definitely did not expect. By the end of the song both were crying and thanking us. His mom turned to us and said this "If you guys do not do anything good in your life, what you did here today was good. It was great."
wow.
It's so crazy to think that some Christmas songs had such a great impact on a person. But, the thing is...it wasn't the Christmas songs. It was the love. I would have stayed there all day if I could have.
On of the only things I could think of as I left that hospital room was this: "If they can be so thankful and happy in a stupid hospital room, why can't I be outside? Yes, there may be no power. Yep, somethings might be really hard to swallow now. but, really Selina? Knock it off. Things could be so much worse."
Things can ALWAYS be so much worse. One thing that Jesus teaches me time and time.....ANNND time again is that, Things could always be worse..but they always get better. Every situation that I have been in, every trial and pain, every valley low Jesus has ALWAYS gotten me through it. I didn't have the greatest childhood and look where He has brought me. That's one of the greatest examples I can think of when it comes to this subject. I'm living proof that things do get better. And if they don't, Jesus is there. Constant.
ALSO, today is my Daddy's birthday (Jesus) and I always get pumped about that. Possibly the greatest day of the year. Born in a manger, to a virgin, wise men, the star, angels singing, ya know! The whole sha-bang! I LOVE it and I'm so thankful for the greatest gift of all (I apologize for the cheesiness of that over-used but so incredibly true statement) My life would be completely different if that gift hadn't ever been given. Actually, my life would be completely pointless. I'm SO happy I have a purpose and a super awesome, cool, sweet, perfect and loving Daddy. He's so great.
But to say that it wasn't great would just be unfair and untruthful. Sometimes in the midst of emotions and stress with a little confusion thrown in; I forget how incredibly thankful I am for all the tough times. These past few weeks weren't the hardest ones I've ever experienced but, they definitely were not the easiest. I can honestly say that Jesus has used them to the fullest to break me down, teach me more and make me need him, desire him and fall in love with Him even more though. There are so many things that I hate to forget and try my hardest not to but still find myself stumbling and catching myself when trials come as if I had never learned the lesson in the first place. That is one of the most annoying things in the entire world to me. But, I am human. I am a clutz. I am sometimes not the most graceful or remember-full person and I seem to love mistakes... because I tend to make them a lot. So, that's when Daddy comes in. He never fails to be there when I mess up and He just picks me up, brushes me off and reminds me of what I already know...or teaches me something completely new.
On Christmas Eve, Reflections went to Sparrow to sing to a friend who was in the hospital and a few more patients and wow, it was wonderful. I definitely did not expect to be moved so much by this little thing we did. I expected to spend a few hours of my day singing songs that I have sung 4712946758061 times and doing dances that I was quite sick and tired of doing but, it was so much more. We made our first stop in our friend's room. He was lying on the bed, looking quite tired and not excited to be spending his Christmas in a hospital and his mother was next to him. We started our Christmas carols and our attempts to cheer him up. After about 30 seconds of singing his mom started crying. Something that I definitely did not expect. By the end of the song both were crying and thanking us. His mom turned to us and said this "If you guys do not do anything good in your life, what you did here today was good. It was great."
wow.
It's so crazy to think that some Christmas songs had such a great impact on a person. But, the thing is...it wasn't the Christmas songs. It was the love. I would have stayed there all day if I could have.
On of the only things I could think of as I left that hospital room was this: "If they can be so thankful and happy in a stupid hospital room, why can't I be outside? Yes, there may be no power. Yep, somethings might be really hard to swallow now. but, really Selina? Knock it off. Things could be so much worse."
Things can ALWAYS be so much worse. One thing that Jesus teaches me time and time.....ANNND time again is that, Things could always be worse..but they always get better. Every situation that I have been in, every trial and pain, every valley low Jesus has ALWAYS gotten me through it. I didn't have the greatest childhood and look where He has brought me. That's one of the greatest examples I can think of when it comes to this subject. I'm living proof that things do get better. And if they don't, Jesus is there. Constant.
ALSO, today is my Daddy's birthday (Jesus) and I always get pumped about that. Possibly the greatest day of the year. Born in a manger, to a virgin, wise men, the star, angels singing, ya know! The whole sha-bang! I LOVE it and I'm so thankful for the greatest gift of all (I apologize for the cheesiness of that over-used but so incredibly true statement) My life would be completely different if that gift hadn't ever been given. Actually, my life would be completely pointless. I'm SO happy I have a purpose and a super awesome, cool, sweet, perfect and loving Daddy. He's so great.
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