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Christmas 2016

Putting aside all the discussion above outside the original post.

I am looking forward to the Christmas period.
My son comes back for that period after his first term away at university.
When he comes back that will the best present for me.

So whilst I don't normally count the days to Christmas this year I am.
Hi Wrg,
Look at the bright side:
Less laundry.
Less dishes to wash.
One less bed to make.

AND, you'll appreciate him more when he gets home!

I know I must seem crude to you right now. But I've been through this and, believe me, you'll come to understand!!

Really - not too many tight knit families around like yours these days.
God has blessed you. Be happy.

Wondering
 
Hi Wrg,
Look at the bright side:
Less laundry.
Less dishes to wash.
One less bed to make.

AND, you'll appreciate him more when he gets home!

I know I must seem crude to you right now. But I've been through this and, believe me, you'll come to understand!!

Really - not too many tight knit families around like yours these days.
God has blessed you. Be happy.

Wondering

No it doesn't sound crude at all. What helps is knowing that others have been through it and come alongside and resssure you. What doesn't help is when people firstly haven't been through it say stupid things because they don't know your pain or have felt it (not saying they are not trying to be helpful) and secondly when people have been through it may glib comments along the lines of "Just trust God" As if I'm not doing that anyway, in a sense I have no choice.

This week so far we have experienced both sides. Those who know what it's like to feel the pain and hurt. I couldn't go to church on Sunday, I just couldn't face people, I knew one mention of Jack would set me off. I did have to go after the service though for an Alpha Lunch where the launch of the new group we are leading was going to be announced. I started to walk across the road to go into the building and had started crying. Someone saw me and walked over and just hugged me and said "It's ok to be sad, feel this way, cry as much as you want"

In the church building a couple of other people came over and did the same. They just let me bawl my eyes out and hugged me and prayed.

Alas there were some others who did the opposite. Their words of so called comfort were harsh. My tears were selfish and lacked trust in God, they didn't even see the pain.

Everyone including yourself have responded to a couple of posts I have made concerning our situation.

And to be honest they have been loving and kind, meeting where I am and not where I will be but encouraging that I will get there. As you say there is a bright side and an appreciation when he comes home.

God bless you precious lady, daughter of our Father.
 
No it doesn't sound crude at all. What helps is knowing that others have been through it and come alongside and resssure you. What doesn't help is when people firstly haven't been through it say stupid things because they don't know your pain or have felt it (not saying they are not trying to be helpful) and secondly when people have been through it may glib comments along the lines of "Just trust God" As if I'm not doing that anyway, in a sense I have no choice.

This week so far we have experienced both sides. Those who know what it's like to feel the pain and hurt. I couldn't go to church on Sunday, I just couldn't face people, I knew one mention of Jack would set me off. I did have to go after the service though for an Alpha Lunch where the launch of the new group we are leading was going to be announced. I started to walk across the road to go into the building and had started crying. Someone saw me and walked over and just hugged me and said "It's ok to be sad, feel this way, cry as much as you want"

In the church building a couple of other people came over and did the same. They just let me bawl my eyes out and hugged me and prayed.

Alas there were some others who did the opposite. Their words of so called comfort were harsh. My tears were selfish and lacked trust in God, they didn't even see the pain.

Everyone including yourself have responded to a couple of posts I have made concerning our situation.

And to be honest they have been loving and kind, meeting where I am and not where I will be but encouraging that I will get there. As you say there is a bright side and an appreciation when he comes home.

God bless you precious lady, daughter of our Father.
Let me tell you something then, Wrg.
I have a daughter here.
And a son that lives with his family in Connecticut.
I never get to see him except if he comes here or I go there.
So, believe me, I know very well what you're going through and I can assure you that it will get better.
Only you know what you're going through so don't expect too much from others. Only those who have tried, know.
God is here and we trust Him, but we are also human and feel human pain. We can't deny that.
I hug you with encouragement.

Wondering
 
Someone saw me and walked over and just hugged me and said "It's ok to be sad, feel this way, cry as much as you want"

In the church building a couple of other people came over and did the same. They just let me bawl my eyes out and hugged me and prayed.
That's called 'church'.


It's been hard, but it's only in the last few years I've finally come to grips with the fact my kids are not 10 years old anymore. :crying
Now it's their turn to have the joys of raising their own kids. Having 'been there done that' gives me spiritual energy to care for and pray for young families I see in the church. If I get the chance I tell them they are in the best years of their lives.

Compassion is the power behind all the gifts of the Spirit. Your past and present experiences of the joys and sorrows of raising your family will be the energy for you to care for and encourage other young families with the love of God that is in you.
 
That's called 'church'.


It's been hard, but it's only in the last few years I've finally come to grips with the fact my kids are not 10 years old anymore. :crying
Now it's their turn to have the joys of raising their own kids. Having 'been there done that' gives me spiritual energy to care for and pray for young families I see in the church. If I get the chance I tell them they are in the best years of their lives.

Compassion is the power behind all the gifts of the Spirit. Your past and present experiences of the joys and sorrows of raising your family will be the energy for you to care for and encourage other young families with the love of God that is in you.
They grow up so fast, way too fast!!!
 
Uh, let's see....I know there was some aloe vera. And something about Frankenstein, but I can't remember if that was one of the gifts, or one of the guys who brought it. :shrug

Oh, oh, now I remember! The gifts were parsley, sage, rosemary, and time. Don't know why he needed time, but whatever.
Aloe vera?
Can't make the connection.
Maybe there is none!
Parsley, sage, rosemary and time. LOL.
It's time for thyme!

One of my religion kids once told me "mud" instead of myrrh.

W
 
Uh, let's see....I know there was some aloe vera. And something about Frankenstein, but I can't remember if that was one of the gifts, or one of the guys who brought it. :shrug

Oh, oh, now I remember! The gifts were parsley, sage, rosemary, and time. Don't know why he needed time, but whatever.
Okay, now make a story of it.
 
Aloe vera?
Can't make the connection.
Maybe there is none!
Parsley, sage, rosemary and time. LOL.
It's time for thyme!

One of my religion kids once told me "mud" instead of myrrh.

W
You can't tie in aloe vera to all that?
No imagination.
 
Okay, now make a story of it.
Okay, here goes.
Every good story should have a good starting line, right....

"It was a really really good time, gas prices were low, but then again it was also a really bad time."

I don't know, maybe it could be more poetic.
Nah, let's just go with that.

"Now there lived during this really good and bad time a right man. A man who was always right (no, not Jethro--that's another story). His name was Noitall (Scandinavian for ' Rollo Tamasi). God told Noitall in a dream, while sleeping on a ladder going to heaven, that Santa Clause was coming to town, so he should build an ark to hold all the gifts he was going to rain down upon the earth. His wife, Blundering (Scandinavian for 'anti-American socialist'), told him to just curse God and die."

Grab a bucket of popcorn folks...
 
I don't want it to be Christmas yet. I don't want it to be September already. Time can hold it's horses and stop passing me by so quickly. Give me my year back dangit.
I have arranged for three spirits to visit you during the day (normally they come at night, but you stay up too late). They will attempt to bring you back from the darkness of your anti-Christmas spirit.

The first one will take you back to pleasant Christmas's you have had in the past. But he will also reveal what it is in your past that has caused this horrible attitude you have about Christmas (something to do with the time you got caught under the holly with Melvin Spedlock, but let's not give it away).

The second one will show you <ahem> wise men presently enjoying this festive time of the year and he will wisk you away to Rollo Tamasi 's house where you will watch him sitting in front of his 52" flat screen TV drinking eggnog and passing gas.

The third spirit will take you to the future where you will peer into the life you are doomed to live with Melvin Spedlock unless you repent of this anti-Christmas spirit.
 
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