I’m curious. As another Christmas season comes and goes like the blink of an eye, I wonder… for those who are as they say they are, what are the metrics of how you lived this season?

Did you live in such a way that would cause a weary world to rejoice?

For that matter, what does this even look like other than perhaps a new found strength and ability to rise up and live another day, but this time with a posture of victory and not that of defeat.

For those who are as you say you are, you know exactly that of which I speak.

In this, perhaps it is you that needs to first believe in that which is truly deserved of rejoice. For with this, it is you who are weary more so than they you profess to help.

A friend said today of another who laid peacefully next to us, now lifeless.

The meek shall inherit the earth.

As we sat there and spoke of the life this one who has passed lived, she looked at him and called him among the meek.

Meek: enduring injury with patience and without resentment

Can we say that about ourselves? Rarely not.

And in this, perhaps is found the difference. Maybe this weary world we speak of who is in need of rejoice is actually us? Yet, we go about feeling good about ourselves for our good deeds and then return to a life filled with resentments and pain.

Maybe it is they who we deem are the weary who are the ones who truly rejoice… in the little things, victories, and all things we take for granted. In this, maybe there is more peace in this than we know?

For the meek will inherit the earth as they stand and rejoice… and for the rest of us… we’ll continue to live in denial, because in the end… it is we who are the weary.

May this new year bring change to this. May this new year bring an increased awareness of that which is worthy of rejoicing to each of us.

May this new year bring about the removal of barriers that keeps each of us from crossing the bridge from the weary to the rejoicing.

And in this, together… we all will be rejoicing… on the other side.

Today, I sat with two individuals who crossed that bridge. One remains and the other has left.

Both… now rejoicing.

I’m curious. As another Christmas season comes and goes like the blink of an eye, I wonder… for those who are as they say they are, what are the metrics of how you lived this season?

Did you live in such a way that would cause a weary world to rejoice?

Or have you just become… more weary?

In the new year, do you want to become unweary? Do you want to rejoice?

Then spend more time with the meek, and why not? Wouldn’t you want to be with those who will inherit the earth?

And in this, you too will have crossed the bridge.

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