I have a confession. For no good reason, I was totally unprepared for Christmas this year. I got all my shopping done weeks before the Big Day, I sent out cards to nearly 100 people and I even took time to bake goodies for family and friends. But somehow I still managed to feel completely bewildered by the whole meaning of Christmas. You see, I had not taken adequate time to prepare my heart for many of the emotions I was to experience nor did I prepare my heart to worship the King.
It all came to me as we were driving to church on Christmas Eve. Wopsle and I were discussing all of our favorite things that we had come to know and love about Christmas Eve services. Then we began to discuss some of the things that we DISliked. It turned into somewhat of an unhealthy conversation where we began to focus on more of the production of churches, family gatherings, and giving. I began to feel apprehensive that I might get so caught up in nitpicking the details that I would miss the meaning of Christmas altogether.
That's when we both realized... It's not about the production, it's about the person, Jesus. It's not about what the church service looked like last year, or about how crazy your family can be or even about how good you do feel when giving what you think to be "the perfect gift." It's about the one person whom the word Christmas comes from. Jesus.
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