It's the season of all seasons and in this hemisphere, it is the season of rest and dormancy. Three days ago was the shortest day and the longest night. It is the season of our Savior, a time to celebrate a birth that gave life and hope, peace and joy. It is a season to look back and reflect and look forward and dream. It's truly a season of kindness and hope. It is a season that we're glad we don't get what we deserve. A season when we learn not to run from things, but towards the things we love and want. It is a season of accounting and accountability. A season of counting losses and profits. Losses of loved ones and losses of opportunities to express a kind thought or a positive word. Missed opportunities to be happy and filled with laughter, to spread joy and touch somebody with a hand of encouragement or a hug of understanding.
And in doing so, we start anew - resolutions and plans and dreams and goals solidified with prayers and promises. Start small, start with the things you can touch and reach and handle. Start with the ones you can hug and hold. Start with yourself. Excuse the negatives, invite the positives. Say it with your heart and speak it with your mouth. The biggest gift is kindness and kindness grows kindness. Don't be boastful, we are all made in the same image. Be tolerant and forgiving because we will need the same.
I stumbled across a video of an seven-year-old beautiful little girl singing a song and was amazed in the amount of people that viewed this video. I normally don't look at ratings, likes and dislikes, but for the life of me, when I saw 78,000 likes and 3,000 dislikes, I had to wonder what kind of a human being is so insecure that they have to dislike what an seven-year-old sings. Why can't they just say nothing, if they can't say something good? Be kind, be gentle. God blessed us with this Christmas season and promised prosperity in Him.