Thoughts in a Foreign Land on Christmas Day
The year is 2016. The fire-crackers and fire-works are going off in my city in Honduras. Latin dance music is blasting from a home nearby and I am unable to tell if this sound is coming from next door or from the back of my house. People are celebrating one of the most popular holidays in this nation. Christmas, generally, seems to be about feasting with family, friends and strangers who become friends over the feast. To the Christians, Christmas is about reflecting on the birth of Christ some 2000+ years ago in a town called Bethlehem. Another Christmas weekend and I am home alone in a foreign land. Christmas Eve was special to me this year. I usually wake up very early - as early as 3 or 4 in the morning. It's one of the best times to be awake and have a conversation with God. Sometimes, I just think about God and listen to worship songs. But this Christmas Eve, I woke up exactly at 3:33am. I immediately thought of Jeremiah 3:33. This last week has been intense; Go