So I figure by the title you guys already know what this post is about. Yeah, you guessed it. I’m sick! It’s 8 days before Christmas and I’m sick.
Yeah I know, I sound whinny, like a petulant child but of all the times I could have gotten sick, this is literally the worse. And it’s not just because I love the holiday season so much, although that is a major factor, but its also because I usually have soo much stuff to do. This,my friends, is my busy season! Just call me Saint Nichola 😌.
Today, my husband actually had to take me to the emergency room. At first, I’ll be honest, I didn’t want to go. All I kept thinking was that my plan for the next the nest post in Countdown to Christmas would be ruined if I was stuck in the hospital all day. I wanted to be on top of everything and that’s can’t really happen when you’re hocked up to an IV and made to sit still.
But I think it was good that I went. There’s a saying we have where I come from, “every disappointment is a blessing”. And today I saw that. I’m not saying that having to go to the Emergency Room is a blessing, that would just be ludicrous. But what I saw there, opened my eyes.
While I was busy thinking about whether or not I would be able to finish do my post for today, there were people literally fighting for their lives. A man was wheeled in after suffering a heart-attack in transit at the airport and there was a young girl literally fighting to get air into her lungs before she suffocated becauze she was having a severe asthma attack. Now if that’s not a wake up call, I don’t know what is.
I don’t consider myself a selfish or inconsiderate person, and I would hope that most people I know are also of that same view. But today taught me that there are times in our life we get so busy with our own problems and struggles that we don’t take a moment to just pause and look around. To think of the battles that people in the world are waging war against that may make our own worries seem like mole hills in the face of their mountains. Hunger, Poverty, Homelessness, Sickness and Disease.
Today showed me that I’ve lost sight of what this season is about. It’s not just about christmas movies and music, or even hot chocolate and gifts, though none of those things are bad. Its about friendship and family, love and sacrifice. The same Love that God showed to each of us when he sent his son to this world to be born through a virgin, with the intention of one day laying his life down for humanity.
The best way we can spread yuletide joy this season is by helping others. By doing something for someone else for the sheer purpose of being charitable, without the expectation of receiving anything in return. So my vow this Christmas to help someone, somehow. I don’t know how yet but I promise to let you know when I figure it out.
My question to you now is, what is one thing you can do to change someone life, your community or even the world? Find one way to be a blessing to others this Christmas. Whether its buying someone a pair of shoes because you see the need, or giving to a family in your community that you know is struggling.
Whatever it is, do it from the abundance of your heart with open hands.
Give Cheerful Chroniclers. Merry Christmas 🎄♥️🎄♥️🎄