My eyes were half open when I could see the red outline of the alarm clock.  It read, “3:00 am”. I was disturbed by what sounded like a heard of elephants. Rather than elephants, it was my five-year-old making a trip from his bed to ours. He doesn’t do it that often, but when he does join us it disrupts everything. Even though we have a king-sized bed, it still manages to mess up uninterrupted sleep. 

Do you smell that? It smells like the roasting of a delicious turkey, stuffing gently placed on the table, the holidays beginning to permeate the air. All the while your marriage is thrown into a jolt of chaos because routine has been obliterated. From mandatory holiday parties to staying up late so that you can get that green bean casserole done for tomorrow’s event. The holidays have a unique way of taking mild-mannered people and converting them to sleep-deprived zombies that could co-star on the set of The Walking Dead.

We as a church have been very intentional about showing you exactly how to handle these situations, but the one thing that we haven’t talked about is the root of it all. The root of all of this is one thing, and it is something we all have: FEAR. 

When I think about how often people fail at something it usually goes back to one thought – they didn’t have enough support. They didn’t have a team, they didn’t have a group of people to stand beside them when the struggle of life becomes too much.