Tuesday, December 21, 2004

The Reason

What feeble attempts I make now to describe this awe is pathetic...please forgive me.

tiny hands pushing against the walls of the womb
kicking, fighting for space
life waiting to enter into this world
He was before time, before all creation, father and son in one
innocent, blameless, fragile child
did he know?
tiny mouth grasping at his mother's breast
safe, secure, warm in her arms
did he know?
every part of him perfect from the beginning
tiny feet, tiny ears
sinless life, compassionate mercy
perfection
did he know?
Immanuel
God is with us
Jesus
save your people
peace on earth

I was driving home today and I was just struck by the chaos that was stirring in my spirit. I have not rested. I have slept, but I have put to rest all that continually haunts me. Perfection, pride, image, the christmas rush, having to have the "right" presents for people, then the very cheesey yet applicable line ran through my head, "Jesus is the reason for the season."

Ordinarily I abhor christian language like that, mainly because it takes the meaning and the beauty of the words, and commercializes it to make $2.99 on a pin at your local christian book store. Hate the consumerism, love the language. God was giving me the smack down. I turned off the stereo and listened to him in the silence.

I got caught up in the consumeristic christmas again. Where Santa is Allah, and all good little boys and girls leave their offerings at the altar of the materialism gods. Of course it is masked in the ever popular, "season of giving" crap. Do we even remember why it is the season of giving?

I came home and turned off the lights, lit some candles, and read the christmas story. All I could do it weep and pray for forgiveness for my consistent wandering heart.

Jesus please take us back to the simplicity of who you are. Let us remember you as a defenseless baby, who came to be the Saviour of us all. Help us to lay down our lives as an offering before you, as you laid out your life for us. thank you for coming, thank you for risking, thank you for being. thank you for being the light to show us to our Father.