INSIGHTS MAGAZINE CANADA
My Lord and My God
by Chuck Swindoll
This season of the year is not joyful for everyone. Put bluntly, some dread it. They are filled with such melancholy memories of painful days gone by, they find it hard to sing the carols. “Joy to the World!”—not really. “How Great Our Joy!”—well, maybe for you but not for everyone.
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When Santa Fails to Deliver
by Steve Johnson
An old proverb says, “Promises are like babies: easy to make, hard to deliver.” That is so true! How easy for us to make a promise, say words of intention, yet which may only be of as much substance as the air it took to utter it.
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Unwrapping Myself at Christmas
by Robyn Roste
Quick, what's the first thing that pops into your head when you think about Christmas? Food? Family? Jesus? Snow? Stress? Until recently Christmas was the most comfortable time of the year for me. I looked forward to returning to my parents' for winter break, on holiday from regular student life. And Christmas was always exactly how I expected it to be: warm house, baking everywhere (just begging me to eat it), evenings out with old friends, lazy days filled with nostalgic movies and video games with my siblings. Life was carefree again and I was in bliss.
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The Cure for Christmas Cynicism
by Scott Tolhurst
Allow me to reach into the top of the closet and pull down a Christmas memory. It's without tinsel and you won't hear the sound of any carols but it's been a worthy reflection for me. One Christmas, when my children's age fell between the “can't sleep” goosebumps and the teenage morning coma, I assigned them a shopping trip. I stuffed their fists full of cash and pointed them towards the mall. They had one name on their list—mine! So I made sure the currency was more abundant than normal.
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CHAIRish the Moment
by Phil Callaway
Christmases of my childhood were jam-packed with soft mint candies, shortbread cookies, and more romance than a Barry Manilow concert. In third grade I held hands with a pretty girl from Georgia during two complete laps of our ice rink in frozen Alberta. I asked her to marry me during the second lap, so caught up in the joy of the season was I. Sadly she said no, believing that her boyfriend might murder the both of us if he found out.
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Loneliness
by Help Me Understand
Do you ever feel like you're standing perfectly still while everyone else is rushing past in a blur? It seems bizarre to feel alone but not actually be alone. I guess it's because people seem to hold me the same way I hold them—at arm's length. Is there something wrong with me?
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