This advent and Christmas season I’ve chosen a different way of processing the emotions and grief that goes hand in hand with my current life status – single (and alone).

I’ve chosen isolation to process the deep grief and pain I feel over not having a husband or children with whom to share life with (yet).

The thing about this isolation is that it doesn’t feel lonely. It feels like some much need breathing room, a place to process and worship. A place to lament and listen. A place to sit with the One who truly treasures my heart.

This morning, as I stood in the quiet, peace of a tiny cabin (the place I call home). I was met by the King of Kings, my loving and gracious Heavenly Father. He reached down as I read part of Luke 2, rejoicing and praying. Hurting, yet filled with hope.

He knows, friend. He knows the pain, the hurt, the grief, the regret. He also knows the hope, the joy, the peace that fills you.

May He reach down and cradle you in His hands during this season. May you know just how deep and wide His love is. And also how intimate and close it is.

Much love,

Dawn