It is my opinion that everyone should journal. Not everyone does or will journal, but I really believe that you miss out if you do not keep a journal–even if you only write in it occasionally. Regardless of whether or not you journal, I hope that you will make some effort record the lessons you are learning from this Christmas during COVID.
Right now it is hard to believe it, but by this time next year, life will be back to something that resembles normal. You will once again be rushed to parties and recitals, there will be drop-ins and Christmas programs. In the middle of all of that, many of us will want to “slow down.”
This year, for the first time, I have not wanted to slow down. In fact, because of so many things being cancelled this year, I realize that I do love the gatherings of Christmas. I know that they are tiring and busy, but they are wonderful. I miss having our home filled with guests. I miss Christmas specials on TV with live audiences. I miss handshakes and hugs on the street and in stores. As a family, we have had plenty of time to enjoy our fire place and our Christmas tree. Our home is beautiful and cozy at Christmas, but it is just not the same without the hustle and bustle.
I’m writing these reflections in my journal. I’m keeping a digital record here on my blog. Why? Because I don’t want to forget this Christmas season. When the questions come up next year about whether or not all of the Christmas stuff is “worth it,” I want to be able to scream, “YES!”
In the past, I have thought it was worth it. But now, I know it is worth it. I know that friends and family, fellowship and laughter, is worth all of the trouble and struggle. I know it because I have endured a year–and a holiday season–without it. In a twisted sort of way, I’m thankful for this struggle because it has reminded me of all of the things that are truly important.
Relationships are important. People are often inconvenient. However, 2020 has reminded me, or perhaps taught me for the first time, that the only thing more inconvenient than gathering with people you love, is not gathering with the people you love.
So, I urge you, this Christmas season, learn something. Learn from COVID. Learn from the struggle. And make sure you write it down or take a video or commit it to your long-term memory.
On the very first Christmas, the angels split the sky and shepherds rushed to visit a baby in a manger. Since that first Christmas, gatherings have been a part of the celebration of Christ. I look forward to resuming those gatherings soon.
