The Hardest Christmas

Our family
Christmas 1987

"God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble." (Psalm 46:1)

Christmas 1988, without question, was a time of trouble for our young family. (Notice the picture above dates 1987. I couldn't even find a photo from Christmas '88.) 

Because Phillip's Louisiana land and timber business had failed, a few days before Christmas, we packed up our belongings, three little kids, Jenny-Minnie, the dog, and her seven newborn puppies and moved to a borrowed cabin in Alabama. I was sick with  bronchitis and scared to death by the uncertainties. Every night, we prayed together, "Please, Lord Jesus, get daddy a job." God supplied every need that season and answered our prayers infinitely greater than we asked or imagined. 

Beloved, is this Christmas your hardest? Seek Jesus. Trust in the One who holds the winds in His fists, who wraps up the oceans in His cloak, who created the whole wide world (Prov. 30:4) - the One who loves you more than you can imagine.

All glory to Jesus Christ through all the generations forever and ever! Amen!