With only a few days away from Christmas my heart begins to weigh more as the countdown to my favourite holiday arrives. The words above reverberate around in my mind. This season hurts. I wish it didn’t, I wish I could change this, but I cannot.
Grace…not perfection.
Grace…not perfection.
Another holiday season without him. Our first Christmas not masked by intense amounts of grief and shock. A season of reality.
Grace…not perfection.
I will rehearse these words this holiday season. I will say them until I mean them. I will offer my heart more grace than it has been given.
Grace.
Merry Christmas to you and yours. May this holiday season be filled with all that matters.
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