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Love Letter From Lisa

12-4-17

Hello there, I sure have missed writing to you. Avoiding the distractions and busyness of life

seems impossible. Even in ministry, I find it so easy to get turned away from my i intimate

relationship with Jesus. But here I am now refocusing and really wanting to share some

thoughts with you.

First of all, I truly hope your Thanksgiving was … well… full of THANKS. But really what I am

praying for is that you find a new depth of spiritual gratification in this the season. The reason I

am focused on this is because we are in the expanse of time when culture violently pivots from

gratitude to insatiable materialism. In fact, it happens so quickly that stores don’t even bother

to stock shelves with Thanksgiving decor. Have you noticed that?

Anyway, I remember a time when the non-holiday season felt repetitive and unsatisfying. I was

crazy busy but never moving forward. My kids were growing up and I felt them, my purpose,

drifting away. Content was NOT the word to describe my heart. But somehow the weeks that

came after Thanksgiving provided me with some sort of lift and opportunity for fulfillment.

I mean how do you describe your days leading up to December 24th?

I would pull out the boxes the day after Thanksgiving with great enthusiasm and get right to

decorating. Typically, the thought of disrupting my momentum to leave the house would send

me into a tizzy. I just could not wait to be done and admire my amazing handiwork. I would tell

myself it was for perspective guests and for my family to feel “in the spirit”. But if I am being

honest, I just wanted to be like all the other super housewives. I couldn’t stand the possibility

of not measuring up and letting down my family. .

Then there was the shopping. I collected christmas lists and hit the malls. I would battle my

way through stores trying to check off EVERYTHING. I wanted to make sure everyone felt loved

by me as if that was the measure of love I was supposed to aspire to.

The stress would build as the deadline approached. Money would start to run low…more

stress. And when the money ran out, the guilt swallowed me up. Did I do enough? Did I get

enough? Was all the effort ENOUGH?

Then the 48 hours of holiday would come. I would sit back and watch my kids open an obscene

amount of gifts, adults would sit back and compare each others shopping prowess, and none of

us would attend church services because it got in the way of the "family traditions". On the

eve of December 25th, I would go to bed feeling exhausted and sad.

Then it would be time to take all the decorations down and put the holiday away, As I did that I

would find myself reflecting...

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My relatives disparaged my gift buying = “i am not enough as shopper"

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