She’d switched out her morning cup of coffee for tea – tea with raw honey – otherwise it was too bitter, and bitterness was something she was trying to avoid. That and, of course, fear. Who hadn’t felt at least a tinge of fear these days?
She tucked her long legs under her as she settled into her favorite chair, a soft yellow armchair with a crisscross pattern in forest green. It didn’t feel like a chair, but like a pillow with just the right amount of firmness.
She stared into space and thought of current events. For one thing, the vaccine that had everyone disagreeing with everyone else worried her. She’d done all the right things. But now she wondered if she and half the population had been led out of the frying pan and into the fire, and also wondered if there was a way to jump out of the fire and back into the frying pan.
She sipped her tea. Another? Was her DNA really being damaged by toxins from food and water, medicine, and even clouds (of all things) in the sky? Had her body been biologically altered without her knowledge somehow? And what was that article she’d read while waiting at her auto mechanic for an oil change? Could that cutesy test she’d taken three years ago to find out her exact lineage actually allow some bad actor to create a genome-specific pathogen leading to ethnic cleansing? Hers?
The flicker of candlelight in the window caught her eye. The flame was battery-powered, but it was easier and almost the same.
What about those poor people she’d read about: the ones who were being trafficked? Enslaved, more like. Or worse. It turned her stomach, and she’d rather not think about it. Was it really possible there were so many? Was she supposed to do something about it and, if so, what?
Border trouble went without saying, and the people who struggled with drug use were more vulnerable than ever. She glanced across the street at her neighbor’s house.
Politics and fraudulent elections tracked through her thoughts. Scrunching her eyes shut, she opened them again.
Weather events seemed to be happening so often now. Had it always been this way and she’d just not known of it until fast-access media?
And China. And Russia. And the Middle East.
A soft sigh escaped her lips. In the past few years, fear had become more of a millstone than a warning. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Fear was a tool, not a tyrant.
And it was Christmastime. Three days before Christmas, to be exact. It was the time of carols and cards, cookies and twinkly lights and poinsettias. She wanted it all and had none. She’d need a miracle to find her Christmas spirit this year!
Determinedly, she opened her Bible and read. She might as well start at the beginning. Hmm. Things weren’t exactly red bows and wrapping paper that first Christmas. Why were the three kings included in the story everybody knew and not the bad one: the one who arranged for little boys 2 years old and under to be killed? She wished genocide didn’t sound so familiar. And as she read, everything else she witnessed each day was somehow in the pages of scripture. Border trouble? Nehemiah. Weather events? God used signs in the sky all the time! Revelation didn’t talk of a Christmas star, but promised oh so many other signs. So did Matthew. So did Joel. Even her concerns about DNA were there on the thin pages. The very first thing written was that she was made in God’s image. The God above all gods was imprinted in her. In her! How kind of Him.
She drained her cup. The most honey was at the bottom, she thought with a wry smile. As she continued to read, two words jumped from the page. She should have known. If not today, tomorrow; and if not tomorrow, eventually. Eventually everything would be okay. Better than okay! It would be more merry and bright than she’d ever imagined! Satan didn’t have the last word. Jesus did! She got up and poured another cup of tea. With Honey.
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