Sunday, December 18, 2011

On Unwrapping Gifts


I love this season of giving!  Giving gifts is one of my favorite indulgences and the presentation is often just as important as the gift itself.  

Today, as I photographed our Christmas tree with all the beautifully wrapped presents under it, I began to ponder these gifts.  How, on Christmas morning we will rip all this beautiful paper, crumple it and toss it aside.  We all understand that the real gift is what’s inside the wrapping, right?

As a child I was different – I wanted to gaze upon the presents for as long as possible; speculating about what was inside but afraid to open them because I may be disappointed – and then I wouldn’t even have the beautiful exterior of the gift.  

Recently, I realized there’s a lesson in this; a lesson I’m learning about receiving gifts from my heavenly Father.  It takes courage to truly receive a gift; I must be willing to accept it as the giver intends it; and yes, I can appreciate the initial surface beauty that attracts me to it, but then I need to be willing to release that in order to receive and embrace the deeper, more fulfilling gift. 

And so, I discover, that with each gift I receive from Him, there is sometimes a sense of loss; a loss of what I wanted the gift to be; of what I wanted to make of it.  But in the end, when I let go of the outer wrappings of my expectations, I find within, something so beautiful and so perfect for me – often meeting needs I didn’t know I had, that I wonder why I hesitated at all.  After all, God’s gifts to me have always been perfect; always satisfying.  

Finally, this blog about gifts wouldn’t be complete without acknowledging the perfect gift of love God gave us when He sent His Son, Jesus to us; a gift that once received, fills our most crucial need . . . the need for a Savior.  And then we can spend the rest of our lives unwrapping the beauty of His eternal truths.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Christmas Inside and Out


I’ve been bemoaning my lack of Christmas spirit these past few days.  Normally, I can’t wait to decorate, entertain, watch our Christmas movies and just carry out our normal holiday traditions, but this year, I was alarmed at how “unchristmasy” I was feeling.  How shallow my expectations had become . . . God showed me over this past weekend what Christmas means to Him and in the process gave me a very humbling gift.

First, during a Christmas brunch at my church on Saturday, He touched the heart of a very good friend of mine.  A friend I love dearly and who accepts me so completely.  I invited her because I thought she would enjoy the decorations and of course, because I love visiting with her.  But God brought her there for His own reasons – the reason that He never rests from.  I was so moved to see Him “speak” to her; and through her, to speak to my own heart.  He reassured me of His love for me (why do I need that so much right now?) and complete acceptance of me; my past failures, present struggles, and future (whatever that may bring).

And then today, He spoke to my 11-year old son through the message at church.  He told my son that he had made him clean on the inside (Mark, Chapter 7).  When we took communion, my son wept with the realization of what Jesus had done for Him.  There is nothing on earth more sincere and precious than a child who weeps because the Lord has touched his heart.  Through my own son, God reminded me of the great gift He gave me in his son, Jesus. 

As for my Christmas spirit – well humbly I say, it is complete.  I hope I never again lose sight of what God is doing all around me all the time – and may I live out the gift of Jesus, His sacrifice, and the richness of living life with Him - every minute of this life given me on earth.

I thought this photo of the table I decorated for the Christmas brunch was a good comparison to the internal Christmas feast I'm enjoying via my gracious heavenly Father.