Article by Dr. Les Hollon, Pastor, St. Matthews Baptist Church

 

Normally, each December I schedule meeting times to be with members of my church whose beloved has passed on from earth to heaven.  Each time we have met to pray & share, I have been influenced by the courageous response each person had made to move forward while living with grief intensified by the holiday season.

 

This year, a trusted friend suggested that I write a letter to those who have lost loved ones.  After days of contemplating the letter my pastor’s heart wanted to write, I sat down last night in front of my Christmas tree to think of you and pray for you.  My hand picked up a pen, and I wrote the following: 

 

Maybe this Christmas you are sitting alone, looking at the tree you use to decorate with your beloved.  While remembering each ornament’s origin, you recall the Christmases you once formed and shared.  Sadness and gladness mix in the tears that moisten your eyes.

 

You find yourself again having to choose - am I mainly grateful for the life we shared that created these memories which enrich each of my days, or, am I more regretful that the “love of my life” is no longer beside me, holding my hand, calling me dear?

 

You pray – ‘Dear Lord, You know my pain.  Help me.  The absence aches within me so that I find it hard to feel Your presence.  And yet I know that by leaning into You, Your comfort will hold me close and Your counsel will guide me into choosing what is right.  And so I choose:

 

gladness to rule my sadness;

gratitude to govern my regret;

hope to answer my despair;

faith to shape my trust; and

love to light my soul.

 

You are Emmanuel, O Lord.  And my dear departed is now perfectly with You in heaven, while I am with You here on earth.  I rejoice in knowing afresh how You link together our worlds.  With the angels I sing “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to all on whom Your favor rests.”  All that You request is for us to accept Your gift to receive, a choice to make.  My reply is a great “Yes” to the Christmas You have for me to live each day.’

 

With our love & prayers this Christmas season.

 

Pastor Les Hollon

 

This letter was written by Les Hollon, Pastor of St. Matthews Baptist Church.  For more information about embracing hope while dealing with the grief of losing a loved one, grief and hope, St. Matthews Baptist Church, or to contact Dr. Hollon, click over to St. Matthews Baptist Church.

 

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Posted on 19 December, 2008 in Gratitude, Spirituality
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Article by Make The Days Count Contributor Judy Mosley

 

We had waited two hours to see the guy.  It was the annual “Picture with Santa” at my husbands’ work and we had brought the kids, prepared to take the perfect Christmas photo for the grandparents.  In addition, our kids would get a free gift afterwards, age appropriate, of course.

 

We sat down in the waiting area and ate the refreshments provided.  The kids wiggled in their seats, dropped cookies, smashed chips in the carpet, and even spilt some punch down the front of their shirts.  It had to be green.  I found some back-ups in the car.  Thank goodness for Hanes sweatshirts.

 

Finally, our number was called.  We walked to the front, and as we headed closer to Santa, I could feel my daughter gluing herself to my body.  By the time we came to Santa’s side, she refused to let go of me.  My son wasn’t excited about this, either.  We finally convinced them to stand in front of Santa.  While they obeyed their parents, we felt guilty.  My daughters’ lip quivered while my son looked to his daddy as if to say, “Why are you making me do this?” Read More »

Posted on 16 December, 2008 in Parenting, Spirituality
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Article by Make The Days Count Contributor Marie Monroe

 

Love

Alcohol

Food

Substances

Shopping

Anger

Gambling

Drama (in Our Lives)

 

Each of these can represent an addiction … addiction to food, alcohol, or even to behaviors.  This definitely isn’t an exhaustive list, either.  There can be many more addictions.  Just with substances alone they can range from hard drugs to nasal spray.  And they are all powerful. Read More »

Posted on 10 December, 2008 in Fitness & Health, Spirituality
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Nine Essential Guidelines as We Face Change and for Living Our Day-to-Day Lives

 

Article by Make The Days Count Contributor Judy Mosley

 

Every year, I plant sunflowers by the side of our house.  As I leaf through the seed packets, I always fall for the 12 ft. variety, the kind that stands like sentinels as I enter my driveway.  Each year, I plant about 20-25 and check daily to see the progress.

 

But every year, there is a period when I don’t know what to do.  It’s like an in-between time for me as well as the plants.  I can’t see their growth.  Every day, I walk over and check for sprouts and for a time, see no evidence that I planted anything at all. Then the worry starts. Read More »

Posted on 5 December, 2008 in Balance, Making the Day Count, Spirituality
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Article by Make The Days Count Contributor Tamara Belinc

 

Editor’s Note: Thanksgiving is normally the start of the Christmas season.  This article is dedicated to all the family traditions we each hold dear in the hopes we are able to maintain and cherish them this season and many more to come.

 

Every year on Christmas Day, after the turkey was eaten and the presents were opened, my family members participated in a no-hold barred paper ball fight.  As everyone opened presents, they gathered wrapping paper, hording it behind, under and around them – anywhere they could get it, just so they could get in on the fun.

 

Soon, red, green, blue and multi-colored paper balls were flying; people were ducking and twisting to avoid being hit, while strategically throwing the balls at whomever they wanted to hit.  It was a fun way to avenge any wrongs that might have happened during the year.  Even my Granny, the family matriarch, got in on the action, throwing from her lift chair in the corner of the room. Read More »

Posted on 27 November, 2008 in Finance & Family, Happiness, Spirituality
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