From the archives: Teaching Tuck and Ty, December 2011
Joy to the world,
the Lord has come.
Let earth receive her king.
Let every heart prepare him room,
and heaven and nature sing.
I am realizing that I always thought of this lyric as my reminder to set aside the wrapping paper, shopping lists and bows, to slow down with the glitter and the ornaments, long enough to make room in my heart - for even a moment - to remember that this season is about so much more.
I know now: sadness will take up every inch it's allowed.
This Christmas could easily pass with my heart wrapped entirely in grief and gray. As I listen to this song, it causes me to think differently.
To make room in my sadness for joy.
To allow my darkness to be soft enough to be aware of the light.
To let sadness step aside sometimes.
To remember - for even a moment - that this season is about so much more than death, loss, and heartache.
(Because I could very easily give my holiday to those three.)
May my broken heart prepare him room.
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"May his light shine in our darkness and may I be ready to receive it with joy and thanksgiving."
~ Henri Nouwen