This is my 30th year to come home to Colorado for Christmas, save a year or two. Each time I come, it is like entering into a magic window-a machine of sorts where all time stops and we are a family, together once again. We have issues, but they are set aside for meaningful talks, games, food, and laughter. Our bodies age but our minds stay the same, and our love grows each year. The world outside melts away and we are able to encourage one another and bring joy into each others' lives. We are not exclusive-there are lots of other people that enter the window as well at one time or another-and they, too, feel the joy. The joy of family, of connection, of love, hope, cheer. The joy that Jesus brings as He binds us all together in His love that will continue into eternity, for those of us that are with Him. I have just returned from yet another year in the Magic Window, and all it feels like is a huge, gaping hole in my heart.
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