My first Christmas away from home. And it WAS as hard as I thought it was going to be! For weeks leading up to it I kept telling myself that I was going to be fine. It was just a day…nothing to get all hyped up about. But I did…beginning with opening my Christmas stocking that my mother had filled, wrapped, and mailed to me. When I opened it Christmas morning the waterworks started. And believe me, they didn’t stop there!
But overall, the day was a really nice one. I had a phone call from both my pastor and assistant pastor’s families. I visited with some of my best friends here in NS. And I spent about 9 hours with my fiance. How amazing is that! I was surrounded by some of the greatest blessings the Lord has given me since I moved here. And then I came home to an email from one of the greatest women I know – just wanting to wish me a Merry Christmas while she celebrated with her girls and their families in California. It was amazing.
To end the day I called my father and, for one of those rare moments in my life, he understood my “separation anxiety” and made me laugh. I spent the whole day missing him, specifically, and he made it the perfect end…his understanding was like a soothing hand on my soul. I still cried myself to sleep last night =) but it was knowing that the Lord has blessed me beyond measure.
As I drove home from my friend’s house last night I was listening to a song…”Jesus…I am resting in the greatness of Thy loving heart…satisfies my deepest longing…” Does He really satisfy our deepest longing? I hope one day that I can say that!