Isaiah 60:6 The multitude of camels shall cover thee, the dromedaries of Midian and Ephah; all they from Sheba shall come: they shall bring gold and incense; and they shall shew forth the praises of the Lord.
Luke 2:12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
Our Lord was born in a box.
It was a wooden box, meant to lay down the food to feed the cattle and the horses. He wasn’t actually born in it, but it was the only bed the child, the Prince of Peace had.
So many things are running through my head these days. Though it’s only ten days away, the Christmas spirit has yet to come to me. And apparently I am not alone. This year just seems different somehow. I’m still mourning my mothers’ passing almost a year ago. I know that mourning has it’s own limit. I’d like not to mourn, because I know she’s a far better place. But I still remember how David mourned the passing of Absalom. I know…two different cases entirely.
The more I think about it, the more I realized Christmas just was never about the gifts, the feelings, etc. Christmas was all about family. Enjoying the company of each other. At least that’s the Christmas that’s presented on that “evil thing” called the Hallmark Channel.
Because of my welfare state, I have never truly been a Christmas shopper. I just could, and can’t, go shopping for things to give to the people I love. I’d rather just order them a pizza, or make a home cooked meal. (Not that I am a cook…most of the time what I cook ends up being not so great). Shopping for people is too much of a stomach upset waiting to happen.
I’m finally settling into the knowledge that I do have limited funds. Even though I’ve tried hard to save a little, it’s just not happening. So I make due with what I receive on a monthly basis. That’s the way it’s always been for the Christian. Mary and Joseph sure didn’t have a lot… just family.
So Christmas can do without the pretty trees, it can do without the elaborate (and sometimes hard as heck) gift wrappings. The Lord had none of those things. What’s important on Christmas is the hope the season brings; that the birth and life of Our Lord touches all…families and loved ones.
He is the reason for Christmas. He is our Hope, and our Salvation. Our perfect gift from the Father of Lights!