Did you hear about what Santa Claus gave Jesus for Christmas? The ONE thing that Jesus didnīt have. The ONLY thing that Jesus would literally die for. The ONE thing that He craved unashamedly and heaven awaited expectantly. The ONE thing He is going to treasure for all eternity. The ONE thing that caused all the angels of God to dance a jig like it was the 4th of July.
If you donīt know the answer by now -- you definitely need to keep reading because Santa Claus figured it out last summer.
Actually he was not the REAL Santa Claus but thatīs what my husband named Jerry, his Saturday morning garage sale buddy because he so resembled the beloved character. He had all the little kids fooled too. They would ask what he was bringing them for Christmas and he would laugh and say, "Iīm going from yard sale to yard sale, looking for it now."
His suspenders created an unintentional added dimension to the Santa image because they were the only way he could hold his pants up over his ever expanding physique. And I am certain he grew that long white beard just to hide the many stains on his tee-shirt. Doing laundry was not his top priority. He would wear something for weeks and then throw it out and get something fresh at the next tag sale. You could easily describe him as slovenly. Just one look and you could tell he needed a wife. My husband would be just as bad, if not worse, if I ever took a sabbatical and Venice would then end up with two sloppy, messy Santa impersonators driving around every Saturday morning.
I describe how unkempt he was so that you can grasp how very special this story really is
This past summer while we were in Canada we got a call from his daughter saying that Jerry was on his deathbed and that she and the family had come down from Ohio. He could hardly breathe but he kept saying he had to wish Darko a Merry Christmas. It took them a week but they finally figured out who Darko was and where we were. At that point they did not expect him to last through the night.
Even though he was gasping and struggling for every breath, I lead him through a prayer over the phone which ensured where he would spend eternity. He asked God to forgive him his sins and he accepted Christ as his Lord and Savior for the very first time. Then he went into coma.
Almost a week later, his daughter called again and said he passed away but couldnīt wait to tell me what happened though. Just before he died, Jerry came to and said, "I want my shoes and a nice shirt and pants too. I want to look nice because Iīm going to meet Jesus!" They argued that he couldnīt have his trousers because of all the tubes and the catheter and everything else attached to him but he kept insisting and kept repeating the phrase over and over until finally they cut out a large hole in his pants to accommodate all the tubes. Then, with a smile on his face, Jerry closed his eyes and stepped into eternity.
Jerry gave Jesus the one thing He didnīt have --- himself. Since it is His birthday, why donīt you consider doing the same. Give Him your heart. You donīt even need to clean yourself up, just come as you are. He awaits with arms wide open.
Copyright Donna Martonfi www.psalm40ministries.com