Hey, I'm just thinking about the whole Christmas thing. I'm a mail carrier, and often find the Christmas season to be stressful and hard to take. I've often thought about quitting the postal service so that I can begin liking Christmas as I once did long ago. It was like that this year too. But then the last couple of days I've had some things happen to me that have changed my perspective just a bit. Last night I was able to go to Temple Square with my wife and my RM (Returned missionary). We checked out a few of the displays and of course, the lights. What a beautiful night it was. We had taken Traxx, which is our public light rail system, downtown and as we waited to return, the three of us broke out into some Christmas carols. An older couple who were standing next to us commented on how good we sounded. Maybe it was the attitude of the people around us, or perhaps it was the act of spontaneously singing, or even the company I was with, but somehow that feeling of stress that had predominated the last couple of weeks fled, and I was left feeling exhilarated.
And then again, maybe that's what God wants me to feel this time of year and perhaps the whole year. As I further contemplated life, I felt the greatest sense that He is involved in our lives and cares about us as individuals. I know He lives. I know this. I know Jesus Christ atoned for our sins that we could live with Him again. I know Joseph Smith was a true prophet of God, that the Book of Mormon is true and that Gordon B. Hinckley is our living prophet today.
Those things that I know give me comfort in this world of turmoil and sin.