“It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year” is a popular Christmas song during this “hap-happiest season of all.” Not too long ago, this tune was playing on the radio and I was singing along while driving my daughter to school. I wasn’t really listening to words — I guess I had heard them so many times I was just giving voice to the melody.


“What is your most wonderful time of year?” my daughter asked.


I stopped singing. “That’s easy,” I replied. “Today is my most wonderful time of the year.”


“What?”


“Yes. I don’t have breath in yesterday or in tomorrow. I only have breath today. So, yes, today is my most wonderful time of the year. My answer will always be today.”


“That can’t be true. You’ve had some horrible days. Like the day your best friend died. The day you found out you had cancer. Those days when Dad was so sick. You know, days like that — they were horrible. You can’t tell me those were wonderful days.”


I pulled into her school and parked the car. As I watched kids gather their backpacks and pile out of the passenger seats of sedans and pickup trucks, I couldn’t help but think about what my daughter was saying.


“Yes, you are absolutely correct. Those were horrible days. But time is different to God than it is to you and me: God is timeless. For example, all these kids going into school right now will be attending different classes broken into different timeslots. To one kid, his first period class may feel like an entire day. To another kid, her entire day may feel like it went super-fast.


“What I am saying is this: We measure time by life experiences, feelings, and the clock. All these things are created. God is not created; therefore, he is not changed by time like we are. God is eternal. Yes, those days you referenced I did feel awful. They were painful, sad days. Even still, I knew I had an everlasting God with me in this very fleeting world. I had the hopeful assurance of something more to carry me beyond the fading nature of this world; a powerful peace that only a timeless God could lavish upon his children in times of tremendous sorrow. In those times my dependency upon God strengthened as I leaned into him for my strength. His love was revealed through so many people, in so many days and nights meditating upon scripture and through prayers, and in just simply allowing God to help me take my next breath…then the next. So, yes, God’s presence during all my todays makes today, irregardless of what the day brings, my most wonderful time of the year.”


“I think I get what you’re saying. Gotta go! Love you, Mom!”


“Wait! What am I saying?” I wasn’t even sure what all I said as tried to reel her back in; but I knew it was too late, she already had both feet outside the car.


“Surrender. Daily surrender,” she quickly said as she closed the door and became one of the kids carrying her backpack and filing into school.


As I took the curve out of the school parking lot I couldn’t help but whisper to myself, “You got it, kid. You got it.”


James 4:14-15 says, “Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, ‘If it is the Lord’s will, we will live and do this or that.’”


SGLY, dear readers.


(Smile, God Loves You.)


Tiffany Kaye Chartier is a Christian writer and an opinion columnist. To submit feedback on SGLY or to offer a specific topic idea, please contact Chartier at news@amtrib. com. Follow Chartier on Facebook: facebook. com/tiffanychartier and Twitter: @tiffanychartier