This week is the starting gate of the holiday season. For some, this week is the sound of a padlock – holding a floodgate of depression – clinking open. It may feel like a yellow highlighter streaking across a number of financial challenges — as we struggle to feed a false frenzy of commercialization.
You’re just not feeling it.
Someone woke up on a concrete slab this morning. There’s a handful of pills being tossed into the mouth of someone who needs them just to function. A baby is being fed with a tube down her throat on an ICU floor. A struggling parent is going to work to discover this is their last week on the job. Today is the last day of life for approximately 20,000 people – just in the US.
You may be that someone. You probably know that someone.
Others woke up surrounded by high-thread count sheets and goose down comforters. Their morning is alive with the sounds of iPhones, hot breakfast sizzling and name-brand clothes still warm from the dryer. Thousands are jogging along beautiful outdoor trails and high-tech treadmills. A hard worker is getting promoted today. More than 10 million new souls will be born into this world over the holiday season alone.
Regardless of which paragraph speaks to your lifestyle, we all share the gift of life in this moment. The fact that your reading this indicates that you are among the very small percentage of world citizens who have electricity, internet and the device(s) to access them.
You are blessed. Never forget that. Especially when the enemy is using everything around you to convince you that you’re not.