We have reached the shortest, darkest day of the year. The sun sets early and the wind blows cold. The sidewalks are icy and anxious holiday shoppers honk at other drivers in crowded parking lots. The to-do lists multiply as the year rushes to its close. It is easy to become despondent during these cold, dark, hectic days.
And yet, there is hope. The Christmas lights twinkle on the newly fallen snow as we prepare again to celebrate the birth of a Child in Bethlehem. Just as surely as we know the light will return, we also know that our Savior has come.
The light will return, the days will grow longer, and just as we reach the longest, lightest day of the year, another child will be due to arrive. This year, the winter solstice also means the end of my first trimester, and the beginning of the second. It means looking forward in anticipation as we wait for our the arrival of our new baby with the beginning of summer.
Merry Christmas, dear Solstice Baby! We can’t wait to meet you!