Sorrow happens... Even at Christmas
Yesterday, December 7th, was the 75th Anniversary of the Japanese bombing of Pearl Harbor. If you’re a former or active duty veteran you certainly paused to reflect briefly about this day in American history. Connie and I have visited Pearl Harbor and taken the tour boat out to the site of the sunken U.S. Naval ship, “Arizona.”
The day after Pearl Harbor was bombed President Franklin D. Roosevelt met before a joint session of congress and said, “Yesterday, December, 7, 1941 - a date which will live in infamy – the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.”
At the end of the speech President Roosevelt requested and received approval from Congress (82-0) a resolution recognizing the state of war between the United States and Japan. For the next four years the world would be at war, and more than 400,000 American lives were lost in battle.
This weekend is part 3 in our series, The End of Me. We’re taking a different Psalm each weekend and making relevant discoveries for ways to make a pivot in our life for a new and better direction. This weekend we’ll consider that Sorrow happens, even at Christmas; maybe especially at Christmas.
While everyone is planning parties and festive events to be celebrated and enjoyed, many people feel disengaged at Christmas. For many, Christmas can feel something like being bombed at Pearl Harbor. We have real questions of “Why me” and “Why now?”
I don’t pretend to know what your life is like. But I do know what God is like in the Bible. He says that it’s not over; remaining in sorrow leaves us paralyzed. God is bigger than our problems. Run at your fears and sadness in God’s strength. Let’s do this together; you CAN do this.
Make it a part of your schedule to slide in beside us here at Journey worship weekend and bring a guest. The more, the merrier - as they say; especially for some body-heat in the building. Yikes, according to the forecast it is going to be a cold and shivering wintery day outside. I promise we’ll have fun and laughter if you can make it.
Sorrow happens even at Christmas but Joy is in the season. Merry Christmas is not just December 25th. Go God.