CHOOSE JOY.
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This past weekend had all the feelings. My first Christmas morning with no kids or grandkids. Quiet. Different.
Some homes may have had laughter and piles of ripped wrapping paper.
Others the solemn emptiness of someone missing.
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I’m guessing this Christmas was different for all of us. A necessary adjustment to a worldwide pandemic. Cancelled traditions. Absent loved ones.
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Regardless of how your weekend looked, did you CHOOSE JOY?
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Even in the darkness, there are glimmers. Sometimes seen with eyes focused or felt with soft hearts, BUT IT’S THERE.
Hardly grandiose.
Usually soft and tender.
Always powerful.
CHOOSE JOY.