… it was the worst of times.* Charles Dickens finishes that thought with a long paragraph that continues the theme but those two more famous lines from the opening paragraph of A Tale of Two Cities really describe what this year has been like. It has been exactly that…the best of times and the worst of times.
I was joking on Facebook today and said this (typo’s and poor math skills included):
This has been one of the worst years of my life. Seriously, top five worst. It has also been the best year if my life . Sometimes it managed to be both in the same week. Its been crazy and glorious. The cool thing is that with only 21 days left in the year God had granted us two more amazing gifts to finish it off. If next year works out this way I may finally have to admit ti being bipolar.
Later this morning, I told a friend, “You know, even if I’m not bipolar I might need Lithium just to deal with my life.”
Many of you know that I work for a big bank and you’ve seen the news about things happening at those banks. Layoffs, cut backs, protestors… the list is endless. Those things have impacted me deeply. There have been medical issues, job issues, family issues and other frustrations but let’s be clear that this post isn’t meant to be a jinksto pity party. Sure, things have been hard but, as the title of this post declares, they have been awesome as well.
For every disaster that we’ve suffered (or nearly suffered), God has granted us an amazing reward. I’m a generally upbeat and positive (though stoic) person which is why I haven’t taken the time to recount all of the negative stuff that’s been going on in my life. I accept challenges for what they are and work at resolving them. Sometimes there’s nothing that I can do about them but I still try to do the best I can.
By the same token I accept God’s graces with humility and sincere thanks (most of the time) and have a lot to be thankful for this year.
That’s not just hyperbole; I really do. The glorious rewards that He has granted us have been life changing events and completely undeserved. They have led us to stare in wonder at our lives and all that He has given us and think that we’re not worthy of that much love.
There is much going on in my life now that I’m not able to share openly but by the end of the year events will have transpired in such a way to allow me to share my joy with you. For now I’ve made promises to keep secrets. Promises to people that I care deeply about so I’ll have to wait until January to tell the whole tale of ecstasy and woe.
I don’t mean for this to be a teaser post either. I simply want to document my joy this Christmas season.
As we close in on the end of the year I can’t help but look at my life and think, just for a second, “wow… this is awesome.”
If I don’t find time to post again this year I want to say, “Merry Christmas my Internet friends.” May your life be as joyful this season as mine continues to be.
* Thanks for the title idea Mathew… it really has been both.