❝By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down and wept when we remembered Zion.❞ Psalm 137:1
Reflection by Rich McDonald
Approaching Advent, we are encouraged to look ahead to the season in front of us. We prepare ourselves for our annual celebration of the new life that Jesus brings to us, reminded of the birth of our Savior, as well as the promise of eternal life that God has promised to those who believe.
While I look forward to this annual renewal, I have a tendency to look back as well. I look back and reflect on so many of these seasons spent with family and what this time of year has meant to us over many years. Sometimes during this season I remember times of loss.
It has been 30 years since I lost my father, but I still have fond memories of time spent with him. I remember some of the things we did together and some of the things he tried to teach me. I remember the cold Ohio winter when he fell off the roof putting the lighted Santa on the chimney and the first Christmas he held my daughter, which sadly was his last Christmas with us. He showed me there is a right and good way to celebrate what is true.
So, during this time of the year when we celebrate the good, it is also a time to reflect on the past. Experience molds our souls; what has been lost gives us motivation to make new memories–to enrich our lives and the lives of those who will live on beyond us, each and every new year.