Perspective

The Christmas House

There is a house not very far from my own that still has its Christmas decorations up, and every night, the lights are turned on. I don't pass the house every night, but I do drive past it every so often. January, I didn't even pay attention to it. In February, it seem quaint--all those colored lights and the big tree in the window. February is still such a dark month. In March, my eyebrows drew together, but I just figured the first hints of Spring would nudge the family to finally put their decorations away.

I drove past the house last night, just at dusk (which is getting later and later!). The Christmas lights were on. Then, as if a ton of gravelled rocks piled into my chest, I realized what was going on.

That house is waiting for someone--someone who was expected at Christmas. Someone who hasn't come home yet.

Someone out there is loved so much. Have a safe journey home.