19 December ~ a short extract is whispered...
There are Christmas trees that have no blossoms.
There are a thousand ways you can suffer brave.
And no one knows.
No one knows that, your heart quakes a bit inside. At how headlines hit too close, how in a blink on an ordinary day...
You could just bow your head in the quiet and weep...
As the cold can move you deeper toward the fire, struggling can move you deeper toward God, who warms you with joy.
'Fear not! For behold!' The solution to fear is the gift of Christmas.
Though the fig tree does not blossom, His love always does.
Ann Voskamp ~ The Greatest Gift