WE made it. Some us fared better than others. Some of us are sipping hot tea, sucking down ibuprofen and breathing a sigh of relief that the holiday gathering is over. Others of us are curled into a fetal position in the corner licking our wounds- wounds inflicted by people that were supposed to love us, no matter what.
So what now? Do we wait around for another year just to face the same troubles again? Do we bury our feelings and thoughts so that we don't have to remember what our least favorite aunt, parent or child said to us?
No, we don't. And, God does not want us to, either. The Bible tells us that what is done in darkness will be brought to light and that those things that are of the dark, they cannot exist in the light.