It is eight days before Christmas. However, “the world” began to “push” it’s version of Christmas back in July or August. Their purposes for this day, much different than God’s. The season has been changed by man, just as the Garden of Eden once was.
Turned in to parties and presents.
In the cacophony of celebration, a lonely heart beats even louder. This heart, broken in so many ways, crumbles a bit more.
What if God’s intention for Christmas had been maintained. You know the one where we welcome the Savior of the World. The physical manifestation of the God of the Universe.
All powerful. All knowing. And all Loving.
If Christmas was what God intended:
- the broken hearted would celebrate hope every year
- it would be the one season the lonely didn’t feel alone
- we would remember His sacrifice for us; each and every single one of us
- we would be comforted that our loved ones, now gone from us, are with Him
- it would be a time of peace and grace and comfort and hope (not stress and spending and social pressures)
Do you remember the day you believed? The day that you knew the God of the Universe through His son Jesus Christ.
The day that with tears silently streaming down your cheek you said “yes” to accepting His gift (the perfect gift) of salvation.
Do you remember the moment of acceptance, when you were comforted by the ingrained knowledge, that only He is in control? The pressure is off. You don’t have to be anymore.
Can you remember how it felt to be drenched in a love so complete that through your tears you gasped for breath?
New breath. New life.
Remember these moments, these feelings, each Christmas as you celebrate the birth of Christ.
That is what Christmas is about.
