The Journey of Learning to Let Go

**What Are You Letting Go Of? Is It Time to Release It?*

Sometimes, life gets really hard. We face problems that we can't fix on our own, and we start to feel overwhelmed. It’s easy to try to control everything or hold on tightly to what we think will help. But there’s a different way—one that can bring peace and hope. It’s called “letting go and letting God.”

Letting go means releasing the things we can't change or control. It’s about trusting that God has a plan for us, even when things don’t make sense. Instead of carrying all the worries and stress ourselves, we choose to give them to God and believe that He will take care of everything. It’s not always easy to do, but it’s a way to find peace in the middle of chaos.

When we let God take over, we open our hearts to His guidance and strength. We stop trying to do everything on our own and trust that He knows what’s best for us. It’s about having faith that no matter how tough things seem, God is with us, guiding us, and working things out for our good.

If you’re feeling overwhelmed, remember that it’s okay to let go of what you can’t control.  Sometimes, the best thing we can do is simply step back, breathe, and let God do what only He can do. When we do that, we often find peace, hope, and strength to face whatever comes next.

**The Christmas Journey: Memories of Family, Laughter, and Love**

 

I am sitting here counting days till Christmas and then my mind wanders more towards Christmas memories — the warmth of gathering with family, the sound of laughter filling the air, the smell of good food cooking in the kitchen. I think back to those Christmases at my grandparents’ house, and so many memories come flooding back.

I realize now it wasn't about the presents — it was about being together. We’d all pile into that cozy house, the table full of good food, the living room buzzing with excitement. The gift of being with the people I loved. Sitting around, sharing stories, laughing until our sides hurt. Those moments felt so precious, like time stood still just for us.

We’d open presents, yes, but even that was secondary. It was the joy of seeing everyone’s face light up, the hugs, the “thank-yous,” and the feeling of belonging. It was about connection. About knowing that even if life got busy or hard, at Christmas, we’d come together and remember what really mattered: family.

Some of those people are no longer around. The grandparents who used to spoil us, moms, dads, aunts, uncles and the cousins who made every Christmas special — they’re missed so much. Their absence leaves a quiet ache, but also a warm feeling knowing that their love and laughter live on in our memories. We hold onto those moments, cherishing the love they shared, and grateful for the time we had.

Now, those Christmases are memories I carry with me. They remind me gifts aren't what you unwrap, but people you share your life with. The laughter, the hugs, the stories — that’s what makes life truly special. And even though some of those loved ones are gone, their spirit is still present in memories, in the traditions we keep, and in the love that still binds us.

So this Christmas, I’ll hold those memories close — the gathering at my grandparents’ house, the laughter ringing through the rooms. And I’ll be grateful for every moment,  the past memories and the memories to be made. 

Because no matter how many years go by, those Christmases past will always be part of who I am — a reminder of what’s truly important, and of the love that lasts forever.