Oh, What Fun it is to Ride...
One of the greatest things about living in Florida is that you never have to winterize or garage your toys. Being in coastal central Florida is even better as we get to experience some of the chilly weather while it stays generally mild all winter long. This is some of my favorite times to get out on the bike since we relocated.
That being said, there is undoubtedly a bittersweet heartache us transplants feel this time of year. For us, Christmas means snow and frost, roaring fireplaces and foggy windows. Its toasty gloves and cozy hats while you play in the snow and then sweetened by mama's hot chocolate that warms your hands and your heart. I'd be lying if I said I don't miss it up north this time of the year. What I'm learning is that in order to make it 'feel' like Christmas down here we gotta go big with decor, ramp up attending holiday-themed events and maybe even crank the thermostat down a few degrees (JK...kinda).
In the midst of all the extra effort and the busyness of the holiday season, it's easy to begin to lose sight of what's really important. The holidays are a time of giving, of kindness and mercy, of gentle reflection, peace and time spent with family and friends. It truly is the most wonderful time of the year for many of us. For others, the holidays can be a time of great pain. Those who are grieving the loss of a loved one, who are imprisoned or enslaved, are impoverished or struggling with loneliness, homelessness or are estranged from their family, this time of year is especially dangerous.
As the Body of Christ, we