O Prince of Peace, the world has changed.

This Christmas Eve my thoughts are simple.
I am aware that many people who I know this very night are struggling. I am aware there are many that I don’t know are also having a difficult time in life.
There are times when I wish life could be as innocent as it was when I was a kid. The saying ‘ignorance is bliss’ sometimes feels pretty accurate. And yet I believe there is joy in knowledge. While there may be added darkness sometimes I still feel there is hope.

I have been in times of great darkness in my life. I have felt alone and cut off. I have felt unwanted and unloved. None of these feelings were truly the case but it’s certainly how I felt. Even this Christmas I am struggling with many things in my life. Some are things that are here because of my own doing, some are simply parts of life.
But, for what its worth I want share with everyone who reads this and to everyone else in spirit, that I believe things will turn out okay. I really do. I believe in God’s love though there are times when I forget that belief. To all who need it please know you are not alone. God does care about you and so do I.
May God be with you tonight, if you are feeling low or not; if you struggle with feelings of confidence.
I would be happy to share more with you if need to talk. I am here.

“Oh Prince of Peace, the world has changed but still your truth and love remain.”

Nathan

Shifting Gears

Not too long ago I was running some time sensitive errands for work. It was the middle of the day but things were busy. The production office I was working out of at the time was right on the periphery of a large industrial area. The extremely narrow under kept two-lane road lead to a main street and was full of cars.
I was a few vehicles from the light where a large semi truck with a full trailer was trying to turn left at a yield. The light went green, the truck didn’t move.
Over the next few minutes there were many gaps the truck could have taken to turn left but it didn’t turn. It would start to grumble forward, barely getting in gear, and then it would brake.
“Come on!” I thought and probably said out loud, “Where did this guy learn to drive!?”
But despite my frustration I sat waiting. A few horns blared and a hand full of cars were starting to pull into the other lane and go straight to find an alternate route, honking as they passed the truck.
I was about to do the same when I leaned my head back on my headrest and looked up at the big frustrating truck, really for the first time: ‘Allied Truck Driving School’
Suddenly my mind shifted gears. I pictured the new truck driver sweating bullets behind the wheel of this huge truck, under the scrutiny of his instructor, amid the horns of angry people and the insanely crowded intersection, all while trying to get this monster in gear in enough time to shoot a gap on a left hand yield.
Instantly my frustration went away and I said a small prayer for the person who just minutes before I was cursing.