Jesus is our HOPE
I was walking the other day and honestly, I was begging God to show me what Christmas is all about because I'm having a hard time seeing/feeling/hearing it. Just mere feet later I come upon this tree and a few feet later, another tree. Now maybe it's because I'm finally in a place where I'm so desperate and broken, and willing and open to actually listen to Him that I truly saw it, I don't know. This isn't the first winter I've seen a few trees decorated in these woods, but bless the person who decorates these few sparse trees every winter because this year it allowed me to finally see/feel/hear Christmas. There is nothing spectacular about this tree, it was in the middle of the woods and so calm and quiet. Yet in that moment everything about this tree said to celebrate. To celebrate that Jesus came to give me HOPE. Not that He'll answer every prayer and that everything will go may way. Because Lord knows the only Christmas wish I really ha