Or maybe it's looking up from your quiet, introverted reading corner because family gatherings scare the extrovert right out of you, and seeing your two-year-old son stumbling from the bedroom with a seven centimeter gash across his forehead, split to the skull bone, and spending the next six hours in an out-of-state Emergency Room as they call in a plast
ic surgeon to administer no less than forty stitches.
And your prayer in the SUV speeding 98 mph down the freeway is: "Lord, help me to be content when you take my boy Home with you."
Being convinced of your child's certain death as you watch his body go limp, his eyes roll to the back of his head and his breathing all but still...trauma.
So how do we survive holiday trauma? The kind that comes in minor forms of gag-worthy food to the moment you remember your child is simply on loan from God and His to take back at any moment?
I have a theory.
My daughter nailed it the other day. After she recovered from the trauma of feeling personally responsible for her brother's accident and returned home from Gramma's two days later to crash on the floor for four hours after vomiting away her stress.
"Mommy, we need to read the Bible."
And she did.
In the corner.
By the Christmas tree lights.
The paraphrased, four-year-old, I-can't-really-read version.
It went something like this:
"And God said we are all supposed to obey. Even if we don't want to. Because it is good to obey. It makes Jesus happy. So we shouldn't whine any more. And we shouldn't pitch a fit. God said to be obey. So that is what we all should do."
I'll eliminate Kokomo Jo's more hellfire and damnation addition that if we don't we'll all go to hell. She still has some to learn about Jesus' saving grace in light of our sin. ;)
But she is right. In the trauma. In the emotional angst, In that secret moment you steal away to cry. In that tongue biting moment you refrain from giving you brother-in-law what-for. In the moment you wonder if your child will ever laugh again...
We obey. Because that is what we all should do. Because it is good. And the safest place to be.
Obedience in the sorry.
Obedience in the trauma.
Because Daddy loves you this holiday season...and He's got this.
What's your holiday trauma that you need to surrender this Christmas?