Let us be silent so we can hear the whisper of God

It’s the Christmas season and for a lot of people, this time of year is a roller coaster of emotions. I am one of those people. My emotions can be calm and joy filled one minute and in utter turmoil the next. I love the songs of Christmas, they tell the story of Christ”s miraculous birth. My favorite is “Oh Holy Night”, but this year I found a new song that takes second place…..It’s sung by BEBO Norman and is titled “Born to die”.

They never knew a dark night
Always had the Son’s light on their face
Perfect in glory, broken by the story
Of untold grace, come that day

Majesty had come down, glory had succumbed now
to flesh and bone
in the arms of a manager, in the hands of strangers
That could not know, just who they hold

And the angels filled the sky
all of heaven wondered why
Why their King would choose to be
Be a baby born to die

And all fell silent for the cry of an infant
the voice of God
was dividing history for those with eyes to see
the Son would shine from earth that night

And the angels filled the sky
All of heaven wondered why
why their King would choose to be
Be a baby born to die, be a baby born to die

To break the chains of guilt and sin
To find us here, to pull us in
so we can join in heavens song
and with one voice around the throne

All the angels filled the sky
and I can’t help but wonder why
why this King would choose to be
be a baby born for me, be a baby born
be a baby born to die.

This story in awesome and brings such joy. Yet, I still am dealing with other things that cause great sadness and at times, anger.
I so miss my gram, this is the 3rd Christmas without her. In my mind I can still picture the many Christmases that I spent at her house. Helping to fix dinner, rolling out pie crust , getting to eat her wonderful pickles that she made, setting the big dining room table with all her best china and polishing the silverware so they shined and sparkled. Every year I would buy her a cannister of hard candies. Now when I see that same cannister in the stores, it makes me sad. I have a wonderful friend who said that it was okay to grieve, but that it might bring healing to buy that cannister of candy and give it to someone special or another senior citizen. What a wise friend I have.
I am also sad and somewhat angry that my Dad has alzheimers. That wonderful strong man that I called Daddy is losing memories. It’s not fair, he still looks like my Dad but He has forgotten so many years. He now talks about things that I have never heard before. Thats kind of neat but so many other important memories have been wiped out.The care of my father is taking a toll on my Mom’s health. It’s hard to be happy with so many sad things going on in my life. So thats a lot of what is causing my emotional roller coaster.