I am guilty, I admit it. I get caught up in life, I forget to be thankful, I wallow in self-pity and play the oh poor me card to often. My heart gets heavy with the realities of life.
I forget that I have received the greatest gift possible.
Happily, I am up to my ears in Christmas. This is my favorite time of year. I love shopping for the perfect gift for those on my Christmas list. I love cooking the old familiar foods that make the holiday “our Christmas” I want to make sure Christmas is as special to those around me as it is to me.
This year I want to dig deeper, to get to the real meaning of Christmas. We have all heard the saying “Jesus is the reason for the season” so often in fact that I am not sure we have taken the time to delve into what that really means.
It takes me back to the beginning. Joseph and Mary had to travel to Bethlehem to register. She was pregnant, tired, and probably desperate to find a place to rest.
Joseph inquired at an Inn, only to be told there was no room. So with great compassion the innkeeper gave them what he had, a place in the stable. Not the ideal situation but he offered what he had. If not for the willingness of this innkeeper to give them a place in the barn, Jesus would have been born on the street.
It seems pretty generous.
I don’t know though, what if the innkeeper had known that Mary was about to give birth to The Savior of the World, the Son of God, The King of all Kings? Did the Innkeeper look back days, months or years later and say to himself, Why didn’t I try harder? Why didn’t I make room in the inn? Maybe, just maybe the innkeeper only gave Joseph and Mary enough to feel good about helping and didn’t do all he could in the situation.
Is that what I do with Jesus every single day …………………only give Him enough of myself to make me feel good but not at all what God is asking me to give? He is knocking on my heart, there is no doubt about that, but am I giving Him the best I have to give, or just enough to make me feel good?
Am I giving Him all I have to give, does every fiber of my being crave the presence of the Most High or am I simply doing just enough to make myself happy………………..considering He alone can set me free………………….am I doing enough, am I settling for hor d’oeuvres when I can have the whole feast?
The Christmas Story
A virgin conceives, Bethlehem, a crowded inn, a birth in a stable, a King wrapped in rags and laid in a manger, shepherds , a star in the east, wise men , gifts of gold, incense and myrrh, a gift of life.
The rest of the Story
Love, Calvary, crucifixion, a cross, it is finished, a tomb, , an empty tomb, victory.
The real story
He did this for you, He did this for me.