I cannot adequately describe the emotions I feel about being in my house for Christmas. Sarah, nor I, have jobs, and we are barely making it. Thanks to our family and friends we have food and utilities, so we are able to live. But it’s the overwhelming sense of being blessed that I cannot escape from. I love Christmas, but I have not really enjoyed it as much as this year.
I missed Florida, our house, our friends (family), and just being where I am. I am broke and behind on all my bills, yet I am more content than I have ever been. It’s as if God has stripped everything away and I can see very clearly.
I have NO idea where 2009 will lead me, we don’t even have a guarantee that we will be able to stay in the house, but it’s a gamble we wanted to take. I have no idea where I will be working or what I will be doing, but I know that I will enjoy it more. I will count every day that I have a place to work a blessing. A place to spend my time and energy, making something better than I found it. I will also enjoy the fact that I am working to make the money to feed my family. I will enjoy the very act of being able to provide for my family.
I will enjoy every moment with friends and family. Every fire pit experience, every lunch or dinner. I will even enjoy the frustrating things. THAT is the gift that I have been given. I am able to enjoy my life. Jobs are a bonus. Money in the bank is a bonus. My wife, my friends, my family…all a bonus.
God has given me the gift of contentment. I pray that I never forget the lessons I am continually learning.
Merry Christmas.
