Monday, December 26, 2011
I cannot explain it. It is unnatural. Unspeakable. Beyond human logic. Entirely supernatural.
I am doing okay. I really, truly am.
I have delighted in the music, the festivities, the wrapping and the giving. My heart is light and full. I'm smiling.
What is that old adage? "Shared joy is double joy; shared sorrow is half sorrow." I have felt the measure of this equation in my deepest moments this week, when my heart could breathe because someone else (many someones) carried my load.
The anniversary of this week feels dear to my heart, but not crushing to my spirit. In some moments, it has felt as though I walked with someone else through the loss of her husband a year ago, not that I lost my very own.
Effective cocktail of meds? Perhaps.
My name on the breaths and prayers of the invisible, anonymous you? Most certainly.
Sheer grace of God? Absolutely.)
"May it be unto me as you have said."
"Emmanuel, Emmanuel. God incarnate, here to dwell."
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
Go tell it on the mountain: we have had a Merry Christmas.
Soli Deo Gloria.