“For a child will be born to us, a son will be given to us; And the government will rest on His shoulders; And His name will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Eternal Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6
Well, I learned a few things this Christmas. One thing: living in America is pretty great. I went down to California to visit my family. It was a much needed visit and I’m so glad I went, however, I contracted some sort of gut disease that made me vomit upwards of 30 times until my aunt drove me to a medical clinic where I was given some anti-nausea medication and an IV. Before that, I would throw up every time I would try to stand up. It made me appreciate a few things—certainly my aunt and uncle who allowed me to take up semi-permanent residence on their living room sofa, but I also was reminded of how wonderful it is to have indoor plumbing, clean tap water, and urgent care clinics. I was wallowing about on the aforementioned sofa thinking about how differently such a sickness might play out were I living in the bush somewhere. I was also immensely grateful for the other 90% of my life that I have been so fortunate to live in health. And, perhaps more than anything especially given that it is Christmas time, I am grateful for the coming of Jesus who is the greatest physician. So, Christmas has come and gone, and a new year is on the way and I am glad to be starting it with this refreshed perspective.
Speaking on behalf of Lizzy, Beef, and myself– We wish you a merry late Christmas!