On Christmas Eve I had a short email conversation with an older woman, who was like another mom to me when I was in my youth, and I came away thinking about relationships that make life so rich. I like to define wealth, not according to my bank account but by the individuals, friends, and comrades I do life with. As I think over this past year, the finest of moments that linger in my heart are those times where a pack of girlfriends intentionally took time away together, to cherish and care for one another. To laugh and cry, and share hopes and dreams. Or the weeks I was able to sit beside my mom’s hospital bed before she passed. Or those many moments gathered around tables with food and fellowship. Today I was particularly tired, not only after a full and wonderful Christmas day but also from an unexpected short night of sleep. Then Stephen and I were invited out after church for lunch with two other couples and I almost turned the invitation down as the introvert in me just wanted to rest—yet we went. It turned into the highlight of my day, as hearts enlarged their space to let others in. We laughed and laughed and found delight in getting to know one another a little bit more. As I sit here by the fire and the light of the tree, still listening to Kenny G Christmas the day after, I am flooded with memory after memory of times with family and friends. Those moments with acquaintances who have now become friends, produce gratitude for the things that matter. All of this money cannot buy! These instances, where living life vulnerably with others, where grace, compassion, and joy flow freely, are what make you and I rich. Wishing you kindred hearts and brave companions to journey with you into 2022.
What Makes Us Wealthy