Hope at Christmas: A Guest Post

It’s funny who I’ve met on this blogging journey.  People that have emailed deals, notes and encouragements.  Krissi and I have now been online friends for several months after she told me she was in South Korea teaching English (Tim and I taught English in Thailand!). Not until this week did she tell me the whole story and was I shocked.  Krissi has been a great source of encouragement to me this year and I think her story will be a great source of comfort and encouragement to some of you that in the midst of the busyness and the stress this Christmas, there’s a God who cares.  A God who sent His only Son to die for you and me.  Here’s her story:

“It was around this time last year that I discovered an unexpected gift: an eviction notice. My spouse had gambled our rent money for three months and diverted all the calls and emails from the landlord so I wouldn’t find out. Due to the dire nature of his gambling, he chose to go into a program called Teen Challenge. I found myself sitting in an empty condo next to a pathetic lit-up Christmas tree that was 3/4 the size of a real tree. Surrounded by uncertainties and trying to take in the shock of all that had happened, I realized the holidays can be the most joyous or the most depressing time of the year.

Situations of losing loved ones, divorce, or financial loss can make ‘holiday cheer much more of a nuisance really.

But that year, despite all the pain, embarrassment, and loneliness of what had happened, Christmas became real to me. I began to ponder on how Christmas was never situational. If it was, the story of Mary and Joseph would have taken a drastic turn. I can’t imagine being 9 months pregnant and riding a horse or giving birth to my first child in a barn…even more unimaginable.

None of the embarrassment of an unwed mother named Mary mattered. It wasn’t about the long journey in such a tough economic time. It was an announcement of Joy to the World. This was the day Hope was born to all humanity.

Those moments of sitting in the dark with the glowing Christmas tree lights flickering, I remember thinking to myself, “Because of this day, I’m never alone. Hope has been born.”
This December, my husband is coming home after completing a year-long program. This Christmas will be much more joyful and filled with more certainty. I know that others may not be as fortunate. To those of you who are just trying to make it one day at a time, YOU ARE NEVER ALONE. Whether it be death of a loved one, a foreclosed home, a lost job, family problems, loved ones at war…this year will hold something precious for you, despite the current situations at hand.

~May God bless you and your family this holiday season”

Krissi Vasquez is 29 years old and loves skateboarding and surfing. Currently, she’s teaching English at a private academy in Seoul, South Korea. Her dream is to have a video production company to make DVDs for non-profit groups who can’t afford quality fundraising promo videos and to visit every country in the world.

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