Though her story here focuses on Christmas, her truths and insights are year round wisdom and comfort.
NEVER THE SAME, BUT BLESSED NEVER THE LESS
I spent 36 Christmases with my husband before he died in November 2003 at the age of 55, one month and one day after the diagnosis of incurable brain cancer. Now I spend each Christmas as a widow.
Christmas as a widow is vastly different. Since my husband’s death came in November, my first Christmas without him was a blur, avoiding all traditions. I had the blessing of God-given numbness. After the first year, God wanted me to grow so He allowed the numbness to disappear. In my weakness, I was forced to ask, ‘Lord, how do I do this?’ He answered by giving me strength in a daily dose, never enough to feel I could do without Him, but enough to function until He gave me more strength for hope, faith, and prayer.
Where are the blessings in the midst of grief? The blessings are found in children, grandchildren and friends who give you opportunities to pray, reminiscence, love and laugh with them. And of course the the best blessing of all is that the reason for celebration doesn’t change ... the celebration of Christ’s birth. Because, “Today ... there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:11 NASB
Nancy Spence Horton