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There are seasons when the Christian life feels like coarse winter soil—hard beneath the surface, quiet above it. We pray, we wait, we repent, we hope, and yet we wonder if anything is happening at all. Into that weary, waiting heart the Lord speaks with the steady confidence of heaven: “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth… so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty…” (Isaiah 55:1

Depression can feel like a thick fog that settles into the soul—dulling joy, slowing the body, and turning even ordinary tasks into heavy burdens. It can distort time so that tomorrow feels unreachable and yesterday feels like another life. Some who suffer depression also feel a second wound: guilt for being sad, shame for not “having enough faith,” or fear that they are failing God because they cannot simply snap out of it. But the Church must say clearly what Christ Himself

The calendar turns, the culture starts chanting its annual liturgy, and the same familiar promises come back around: new year, new you. We draft our resolutions with serious faces and hopeful hearts—health, productivity, better habits, and fewer regrets. None of these things are evil in themselves. Some may even be wise and provide much benefit. But as followers of Jesus, let’s be honest: a year can be filled with impressive goals and still be spiritually hollow. Even empty.

The holiday season often arrives wrapped in lights, music, and well-meaning expectations. For many, though, December intensifies what is already heavy: the empty chair at the table, the silence after a conversation that will not happen again, the ache of a relationship that has changed or ended. Unlike many who take time off for vacation during the holidays, loneliness and grief do not take time off for Christmas. In fact, they often sharpen, intensify, and can become overwhe