The Older I Get

Why is it that every year, holidays and traditions seem to change and become less and less significant? Why is it that the joy of the Holiday season is not nearly as exciting as it was when we were children.  I’ve learned the older I get, the reality of what the world seems to hit me.  The greediness of Black Friday.  The selfish spirit of Christmas.  What is the true meaning of all of the craziness that is this new season?  I have a quick and simple answer. Jesus.  Jesus is the reason to be thankful.  He’s the solution to greediness & there is no greater gift on Christmas then that of his forgiveness.  The older I get, the more I realize the true importance of God and his love.  I learn to appreciate my family more as I see them only on the Holidays.  It’s merely a choice to see what you want to see in this season.  You can choose to look at the evil or you can choose to appreciate all the blessings this season brings.

One more thing I have realized recently is that I have grown up.  I go to bed early.  I don’t do some of the crazy things I did when I was 18.  I have come to terms with the fact that I am no longer a child.  Although, I still believe I’ll always be a child at heart.  I mean, I’m only 21 and I already am seeing the reality of the world.  The poverty and the brokenness is a harsh reality.  If only I could change the world.  I yearn for the day all the brokenness will be gone on the New Heavens and New Earth.

I also realize I’m living in a season of my life where friends come and go. They come and go.

Just a few ramblings on my heart today.

In other news, I leave for Guatemala in 5 weeks. Woohoo.

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