Merry Christmas!
How often do I exchange this phrase? Doubtless, it is countless times each year.
Except maybe this one. This year I wasn't feeling very merry. Not jaded per se, I just was not getting into that Christmas spirit of which we hear. It simply did not feel like Christmas.
I don't know why. I read Christmas books, watch movies, bought gifts, did all the normal things. Still that feeling was not there. I was getting worried that would "miss" Christmas this year if I didn't get my act together soon. It scared my that oblivion would carry me through December and I might not ever wake up from it.
Then yesterday it hit me. Christmas spirit is a bit arbitrary; did I really know what I was looking for? Christmas is Christ's birth, my hero's birthday. And I am here worried about me. That I am going to "miss" somthing. With trite phrases I covered what I was missing, Christ. I didn't include him in my celebration (at least not inwardly) and I was spiritually feeling the consequences. As well as leaving the guest of honor, forgotten on His day.
Which reminded me of the cross, his victory over death and now his coming soon. How unworthy I am of all he has given me and how much I need him.
Last week in church we were talking about how failing to know God, to recognize him in every part of our lives all the time, is vital and easily overlooked. Worse than that something else other than my master is taking up that time. It is sinful to put other things in place of God. Harsh, but true.
This is my Christmas message. I unworthy, serve a great God, who is kind to sinners such as myself.
So yes, Merry Christmas, but also Happy Birthday, Lord, and thank you.
<3 Lissa
Song lyrics by Michael W. Smith. Picture of a Christmas present for my little sister :)
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