Okay. I’m a long time FReeper and I looked at your past posts. Sorry, that’s the nature of the internet.
You have a lot of unhappiness from stuff you had no control over in your life. I’m sorry you have so much hurt in your life. I’m a mom and feel bad for you and want to help.
Please don’t look to atheists to define your life. You have lost joy. I have at times too. It’s easy to slide into the ‘no joy’ zone and feel sorry for ourselves.
Been there, done that. I have lost joy, but never my belief in Christ. My father, who I loved dearly, died of a brain tumor on December 17th, 2010.
This time of year now generally beats the crap out of me. It’s dark. It’s cold. And the memories of what brain cancer did to my dad could wreck me. I spent the season of joy at a hospice house and then arranged my dad’s funeral. On the day of his service there was a big snowstorm that prohibited a lot of family members from attending. There was still a packed house.
Because, you know what? My dad wasn’t a “church” guy but he gave 24/7. Tipping the guy that did his car work. “Go get a couple of beers guys.” Gave to the disabled veterans and visited them. Taught me about money, served his country, and thanked God every day for his blessings.
What troubles me is that you don’t seem able to have Christmas in your heart all year long.
Look into your own heart.
What troubles me is that you don’t seem able to have Christmas in your heart all year long.