We have a home, a Christmas tree, and a pretty comfy air mattress to sleep on each night. We live in a village with a bakery down the street, hiking down the road, and biking trails wherever you look. There are times when I feel so overcome with gratitude and feel so blessed to be here, to be able to experience this new adventure. But, at other times, I find myself feeling pretty down. . .especially as it's the Christmas season. Our home is devoid of decorations, our tree is bare, and there are no pictures on the walls. The other night, I asked Josh if he ever wants to go "home", to the states. He said that he sometimes feels that way, but since there isn't anything we can do about it, he is choosing to stay positive.
Josh and I are alike in soooo many ways, it's almost scary. But, there are moments when I am reminded how he literally is my better half, because of conversations like that one. I tend to be more of the debbie downer and focus on the things I miss or what isn't going right, while Josh reminds me of what's most important. Sometimes I tell him that he just needs to get upset or cry or be sad so I know he's human, but that's not Josh. He is truly happy, optimistic, and can make the best out of every situation. And you know what? I love him so stinkin' much for that. As we are learning how to be newlyweds, live in a foreign country, and be part of a military community, I know I can always rely on him. He picks me up when I'm down. He holds me tight in his arms when I break out sobbing because I just miss my dog, my family, or heck, even carpet. He never laughs when I'm being dramatic over the little things, and I love him more each and every day because of it. He's patient when I want to go see someplace I saw on Pinterest and end up getting us lost ten times, or when I tell him it's just a mile hike, when it's actually six. He feeds my adventurous spirit and shares that same spirit. There were over 50 places we could have been stationed, with about 40-45 being stateside. As I think about that, I have to believe we're here for a reason. I have to believe Heavenly Father had a hand in sending us overseas, miles and miles away from our families and everything we've ever known. As the Christmas season approaches and I reflect more upon Christ's birth, and the sacrifices He made through out His life, I feel so humbled. I'm putting my faith in Him.
Last night, while we were laying in bed, Josh asked me how I was feeling physically, mentally, and spiritually. I told him honestly I just feel useless, like I have no purpose. Then I think about our Savior, how His life was full of selflessness, how he singlehandedly served the people around Him, trusted Heavenly Father with His whole heart, and I know I can do better. I can do better at serving others, making friends, and hopefully bring companionship into someone's life.
This December, I want to challenge everyone to strive to emulate the life Christ lived. Focus not on yourself, your struggles, your woes, but on those around you. Strive to serve at least one person. Make cookies for your neighbors. Invite the new family to the neighborhood into your home for dinner. Share the gospel. Spread joy. And, most importantly, love one another.
Thomas S Monson said,
"What will you and I give for Christmas this year? Let us in our lives give to the Lord and Savior the gift of gratitude by living His teachings and following in His footsteps."
I think that is the greatest gift. Live His teachings and follow in His footsteps.
Merry Christmas.
Love,
Cort
