I don’t know if “undecorate” is a word, but it’s easily my least favorite part of the Christmas season. It usually happens in early January, and the cozy, twinkling lights that have made my 100-year-old home so snug and welcoming for the past several weeks are all packed back into boxes and put in the basement.
It makes me so sad! The guests have gone home; the cookies have all been eaten; the tree has been tossed to the curb (I can never bear to watch the dump truck haul it away); and all the Christmas radio stations have gone silent.
I start to feel blue. Do you? I think it’s normal to feel sad when the thing you’ve looked forward to for so long is over.
The GOOD news is—this is a human complaint.
The INCREDIBLE news is—we still get to look forward to the perfection of heaven.
The ASTONISHING news is—that once we’re there with our Lord and Savior, there will be no post-holiday blues because the celebration will never end!
But in the meantime—here on earth—share a smile with a neighbor who might be having trouble getting through this time of year. “Anxiety weighs down the heart, but a kind word cheers it up” (Proverbs 12:25).
And of course … take comfort in this: “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit” (Romans 15:13).