They say you can tell a lot about a person by the way he handles three things: a rainy day; lost luggage and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I have to admit that on rainy days I just want to curl up and take a nap as the sound of the rain lulls me to sleep. I think itīs great that God would water my garden as I snooze. I even welcome thunderstorms. My hubby says Iīve slept soundly through some incredible ones. Iīm not really certain what that says about me but I do hope you donīt think Iīm a bit lazy.
As far as lost luggage goes --- I havenīt been there and I havenīt done that. I hope I never do.
Now as far as tangled lights go, we need to talk. The first half of my life I did not enjoy Christmas. As far back as I can remember I was told to decorate the tree on Christmas eve. My parents didnīt help. There were no Christmas carols or warm apple cider, just extra chores and extra housework in case friends or relatives popped over. I knew there was something wrong with this picture but I wasnīt too certain what that was or why it made me sad. Plus, I was always told I did it all wrong.
When I had a family of my own, I determined to make Christmas a most wonderful time of the year but found that I became overly burdened with writing cards and last minute shopping while holding down two jobs. Every year I promised myself that I would start earlier but inevitably I would get worse and worse. I would become overwhelmed because Iīm not a shopper. I wish clothes would just appear in my closet rather than having to go look for them so you can imagine what looking for things for someone else does to me. Although Christmas no longer made me sad, it seemed to be all about shopping and frustration over tangled strings of lights. I was so very glad when it was all over and would not have minded in the least if Christmas was totally canceled.
What I didnīt know back then was that īGod so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not His son into the world to condemn the world but that the world through Him might be saved. (John 3: 16, 17)
I finally discovered God. I finally discovered Jesus. I finally discovered that the tiny babe in the manger was not just an ornament under the tree but the Lord of heaven and earth. He came to show us Godīs everlasting love. He was Godīs gift to mankind, wrapped in swaddling clothes. He came knowing that He would have to lay down His life in order that you and I could be reconciled to God and thereby receive eternal life. Yet He came willing. The knowledge and then acceptance of that truth is gargantuan and has tremendous consequences.
Each year now my focus is on Emmanuel, God with us. I no longer get frustrated but celebrate the true meaning of Christmas with a heart of gratitude and a mandate to spread this glorious message to those that are still just all tangled up in Christmas tree lights. To those that havenīt heard that God is WITH us and wants to live WITHIN the hearts of those that accept His glorious gift of salvation.
I wish you and your loved ones a most glorious and blessed Christmas holiday and may you carry the message of Christmas in your hearts each and every day throughout the entire new year.
Copyright Donna Martonfi www.psalm40ministries.com