There is something wonderful about this time of year that brings people together. Of course, our culture has also deemed it a somewhat anxiety-inducing and debt-expanding frenzy. But when we can take a step back and appreciate the season for what it’s worth, the magic begins to reveal itself. Despite your religion or tradition, there is something enchanting about the ending of a year. We can be hopeful, joyful, and manifest miracles. We can reflect on the year in our rearview mirrors and prepare for the new year ahead.

Hope Filled

During World War I, there was a period of ceasefire on Christmas in 1914. Not only did they stop fighting, but the soldiers were able to come together, face-to-face with the men they were shooting at hours prior, to celebrate. They sang songs, lit candles, and some even shared champagne. Humanity is amazing.

Hanukkah is the celebration of a December miracle. According to Jewish tradition, many years ago, while rededicating the Temple in Jerusalem, there was only enough oil to light the Menorah for one day. A full rededication required eight days of light. Miraculously, the oil lasted for eight days, and the people rejoiced.

One year I was having a really hard time financially. I was in the middle of an expensive divorce and purchased my home one month before Christmas. I wasn’t sure how I’d be able to make it work. Then out of nowhere an anonymous individual sent me $500. To this day, I don’t know who he or she is, but it was the push I needed to believe. Where there is hope, there can be a miracle.

Miracles Happen

If wars can be put on hold, oil can last eight times longer than expected, and money can fall into my lap, I’m willing to believe in miracles. This year, as the magical holiday season is upon us, let’s remember the miracles that have happened before. And let’s hope for the miracles that are yet to come.

I believe in miracles. Do you?