| Of a year gone by and family |

As last years studies gave way to summer classes, and summer classes gave way to fall classes, and fall classes eventually gave way to Christmas break, I can look back on the year past and be glad for so much. Beyond being my graduating year (finally), I'm just so glad for family. Perhaps it's cliché to say, but the prayerful support and endless encouragement from my wife and best friend Emily and from my wonderful parents (all of you) has meant so much this year. This year especially - I would say - for this year has been busy and bumpy, cluttered and chaotic, like moguls and like big air. It has been a year to remember for God has done so much good, and He is truly working in Emily and I for some pretty gnarly things (that's right, I said gnarly). It has also been a year to forget as there has been growing hurt and resentment amidst loved ones.

Yet in the midst of it all, this cast of family has been so supportive. Even though visits have been fewer, and family seems so far away at times, we persevere knowing that our families love us and are proud of us.

And it wouldn't be a Christmas blog if I didn't tie it into the birth narrative of the Saviour. The child Immanuel, come to dwell among us, to save us, to proclaim freedom to the captive, sight for the blind, healing for the sick; all to welcome us into His family.

Well, back to work. Another hour and a half of Christmas Day at work. Thanks for reading.