I deal in hope : Carolyn R Scheidies

Blog New Year reflections and life

As I write this, Christmas has come and gone. The New Year is still pretty new. I sit at the table where I can see the miniature Christmas tree all decked out for Christmas taking center stage on the table. Usually, once Christmas is over, I am all about putting Christmas decorations away, leaving out only those that have to do with winter itself–like a snowman or mittens.

That urge hasn’t hit this year. I have little desire or motivation to put those decorations away. The decorations that include manger scenes and angels, etc. remind me of the joy and hope of the season. I’m not ready to move on. Maybe it is because this Christmas was very different from our usual Christmas celebrations, though not in a bad way.

Since Cassie had a C-section for Ezekiel’s birth in November, she had no desire to travel either to Kearney to celebrate with us or to Minnesota to celebrate with Kurt’s family. Instead, she invited both families to join them in Omaha. This included Kurt’s parents, siblings, and families. It also included us, our son Chris and his three kids. It was an apartment full. (Of course, most of us stayed in nearby motels for the weekend. Chris and his kids live in Lincoln and came up for Christmas Eve. We’re Scandinavian–Christmas IS Christmas Eve.

We visited, laughed, ate, played games, took family pictures, sang Christmas carols, read the Bible story out of Luke and prayed before unwrapping the mound of gifts that almost drowned their smaller tree. We left Christmas Day. Christmas was over. No memories lingered this year in our own home. Yet, memories still linger.

Maybe I’m reluctant this year because I realize something important. The hope and joy of Christmas are due to the birth and life of one special child. Jesus changed the world forever with His message of forgiveness, hope and a God who loves, cares and guides those who come to Him.

Mary was with child and unmarried. Laws of the day meant she could have been stoned to death. Can you imagine the darkness of our world had Jesus not lived? Every life is precious and we can never know what God has for a baby not yet born. Maybe that child might become another Einstein, Madam Curie or a David Livingston.

A month after Christmas many will mourn the Roe v Wade decision that opened the floodgates to the annihilation of almost 61, 000,000 pre-born babies that could have brought joy to families and, just maybe, found cures, saved lives and made a difference in our world.

God values each life. Do we? Do we insist those we send to Washington do as well?  

Psalm 139:15-16 GOD’S WORD (GW)
   My bones were not hidden from you when I was being made in secret when I was being skillfully woven in an underground workshop.
  Your eyes saw me when I was still an unborn child. Every day of my life was recorded in your book before one of them had taken place.

With each baby conceived and born, we know God’s love and hope again. Those are things I can keep in my heart. Maybe, after all, I don’t need Christmas decorations to remind me of hope and God’s love. Let us go into this year remembering the joy of Christmas by championing life.

By Carolyn R Scheidies

Read more of my life in The Day Secretariat Won the Triple Crown



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