Nov. 25, 2017

'Tis the Season

“For unto us a child is born; unto us a Son is given.” Isaiah 9:6

We are entering a season with a meaning. The season really isn’t about decorations, baking, shopping, and wrapped gifts. The season was set aside to pay tribute and give praise to the eternal gift of Jesus.

I think the number one question I am asked as a Christian is, “Do you really believe that stuff?” Yes. I really believe the stuff the bible tells me. I don’t believe it because I was taught to believe it. I do not believe it because I must believe it. I do not believe it as a way to make this world a little more bearable (although it helps). I believe it because I live it. I’ve experienced it. I witness it every day.

I have a personal, intimate relationship with Christ Jesus my Lord.

I realize some people find that confusing. You may read this and not understand my words. It sounds almost mystical. Some call it “nuts,” while others say it reflects weakness.  All I can tell you is what I have witnessed as a child, as a teenager, as a young adult, as a mother facing my empty nest years, and as someone who is aging. Gracefully.

Jesus Christ is my yesterday, today, and forever. I feel His presence. I feel His love. I am devoted to Him, but more than that – He is totally devoted to me.

Life tries to get in the way. The father of all lies, Satan, attempts to mislead me and discourage me every, single day. There are times my faith falters, but my faith never goes away completely. It can’t. It is part of who I am. His Spirit lives within me.

I’ve been referred to as Scrooge. I am so convicted that we, as God’s children, cannot dim the Light at Christmas. We cannot pretend this season is about anything else but Him. The star in the sky wasn’t sent to reflect the home with the most decorations and lights on their street. The star was sent to identify our Lord; our Christ.

I hope you enjoy your shopping, wrapping, baking, and decorating. I encourage each of us to pause daily and center our thoughts on the meaning of the season: Jesus Christ was born for us, to us. There is no greater gift than the gift of realization that His story is true, and the salvation provided for the human soul who accepts that Truth.

His presence is our greatest present. His salvation gift the most precious of gifts. The Christmas rush will not drown Him out; despite our being completely worn out. If every Christmas light reminds us of the Light of Christmas, the season will be merry and bright. Let’s not forget young Mary’s boy, born in a manager, bringing the world joy. The reason for the season; a reminder, God is with us. Hark! How the herald angels sang! He is Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father. He is the Prince of Peace. The meaning of Christmas is ever so simple. It’s a story of love in the truest of forms. Somewhere along the way, man made it complicated. It’s not ribbons and bows; not trees or décor. Christmas, you see, celebrates the birth of our Lord. 

*Note: Prose written by Roni Archer; copyrighted along with this blogsite.