It seems like everywhere I turn, the world is going crazy. Watching the news of any country can make you want to stay home and let the world go crazy without you. I live in a country flooded with refugees. I come from a country who is so scared of them. These desperate people, scared for their lives. It's too much to process. It doesn't make sense. 

There is war. Hunger. Loss. Death. Sickness. Longing. Absence. Everywhere you turn. It's slamming me in the face. And you know what? It makes me tired. Exhausted. Weary.  Do you know the feeling?

We are listening to Christmas music non stop around here. And there's a few lines I can't get out of my head. 

 A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices... 

I'm slowly getting into the Christmas spirit. I think I have a case of the "I can't even..." I'm just tired. Physically. Emotionally. Everything-y. Drumming up the energy to feel the excitement I normally feel this time of year has been hard. Where is the thrill? 

Our days are growing very short. The sun comes rises at 8a and sets before 4p. That alone is enough to make a person blue. The twinkle of lights and flicker of candles fills our home in the early afternoon until bedtime. And these words keep drifting through the air...

A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices...

I decided to look up the definition of thrill.  

 Thrill - a sudden feeling of excitement and pleasure.  

Does anyone else feel the absence of a thrill for one reason or another?  This line of "Oh Holy Night," kept bothering me. 

Well, a few lines before, the song describes how the world had waited for a long time. Waited in sin and error. Whew. That's a lot. Many of us are pitching a tent at the corner of "I did that wrong" and "I wish I hadn't." And we are waiting and wondering what if? Or what's next? Or what now?

But here's the key I've been missing. And maybe it's the key you need too, to unlock the door and leave your weariness behind. 

"Long lay the world, in sin and error pining. Till He appeared, and the soul felt it's worth" 

It seems I am able to forget that this celebration of the birth of Jesus is the answer to my weariness. It is in God becoming man, that my souls can feel it's worth. Why? Because it's the beginning of God rescuing us and restoring us to be able to be in relationship with Him. God wanting US to be in a relationship with HIM. Because He loves us. This God baby, who lived a perfect, blameless life and paid for the sins of the world by a undeserved death on a cross, He rose from the dead and is living now. Now, that's what I call an amazing rescue plan!

I am worth something - You are worth something - because God loves us.

A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices...

Let it sink in. Let it course through your veins. Could you allow yourself to feel the thrill?  

Nothing I have said fixes this crazy world. Nothing. But it can change the way we feel about our world. We have hope. We don't have to wak through the craziness alone. Our God came near and hope has come. Your soul has worth. Let your weary heart rejoice.