It's hard to admit outloud but I said it.
The truth; it came out.
It doesn't feel like Christmas-
I'm not feeling it. How can that even be?
It's advent.. I know why we celebrate Christmas and I love Jesus.
I've been waiting...
counting the days and opening all my numbered
doors to the delicious, Keurig Advent, coffee kcups.
I've tasted them all.
I've read my studies
... opened my bible.
Then I go outside and it's so warm out. The oxalis, roses and phlox are blooming.
The pussy willows I planted have buds.
I guess; like me... they're a little messed up by
this weather too.
I come from mittens and snowpants,
long icicles, cold noses and toeses,
snow tires, ice fishing, snowmobiles,
driving on Clear Lake, iceskates, hockey,
snow forts, and cutting our very own Christmas tree.
I come from blizzards,
and I come from a white Christmas.
Living in the south for decades now everything is
different from what I came from and
every year it seems to be even warmer. Some
people love that; not me. And somehow in my mind
I've created a Christmas snow fantasy.
Making Christmas ... something it's not about anyways.
Hanging a fake snowy wreath on the chicken coop
and fake snowy garlands on the porch- well;
let me just tell ya---
faux snow is faux snow.
So where is my truth?
Truth is Christmas is all Jesus.
Yes I celebrate His coming into the world: a baby in a manger.
The Who is, and Who was, and Who is to come.
The Alpha and Omega...
my Emmanuel ... God with us. With even me.
He is the weather
He is the snow
He is the sunshine and green grass...
He is every thing and my every thing.
When I remember this truth...
the Light... the Way...
then every other little thing
comes back into focus.
I have been dwelling on and in the wrong things.
Like some sort of a Christmas fantasy of what I want and wish things to be.
When what I really want and need is all and more of Him.
So this morning I went back to the Word.
It was afterall in the beginning and was with
God and the Word was God.
The Word became flesh and dwelt among us.
And snuggling close ... right in there, I feel Christmas!
I write it out... and go find my advent journal.
One of the prompts was to carve a stamp.
Right before bed last night, I grabbed the rubber I have left and tool and
carved two simple souls. It was fun to play and
had stamp these pages. Today I'll record feelings of Christmas.
This simple soul has been dwelling in the wrong winter wonderland.
In the days to come, I hope to carve out more of
Christmas.
More Truth.
And less of what I think things should be and
more gratitude for what is.
It's my turn to choose a word of the day today.
I found it in Philippians-
wod: Holding fast the word of life
It also became a scripture picture today and you're welcome
to use or share it.
Do all things without complaining or disputing, that you may become
blameless and harmless children of God without fault in the midst of
a crooked and perverse generation, among whom you shine as lights in the world,
holding fast the word of life, so that I may rejoice in the day of Christ that I
have not run in vain or labored in vain.
Philippians 2:14-16
#sharethelove
Until we meet again,
<*))))><
2 comments:
I love this post; you have shared much of being a Christian in it. Hold fast to the word. After growing up in Wisconsin with its gorgeous white snow, I have lived in California since age 21, and in my area it does not snow. So like you I do miss snow at Christmas. I have visited the Holy Land and it is not snow country, though of course it might snow a bit there. More desert and palm trees than snow.
I needed this today dear friend. Thank You for sharing His Word.
It is All about Jesus.
God Bless
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