This kind of stuff shatters fears.

Listening to Christmas music while I'm doing my statistics homework. Pondering November and December, and the happiness that could be. Imaging sitting in the business school full of Christmas trees prepping for finals. Thinking about the potential for joy and love.

Then my thoughts glide over to fears. What if it's not a good month. What if there's drama and pain.

God is love. The love I have in and through God is huge. He isn't just enough to fill the void caused by pain, He is the source of all love and therefore there is room for mirth and overflowing whenever He is around. And He will be around this Christmas.

This kind of stuff shatters fears.