I awoke to my alarm clock this morning, playing, “It’s the most wonderful time of the year” and I began thinking about how, for many people it’s not. For some of us, it’s the hardest time of the year. For many, they are struggling, hurting, aching or in chaos. I attended a funeral this week of a dear lady who suffered from cancer for fourteen years. I was thinking about how hard Christmas will be for so many who have lost loved ones, who are sick or who are afflicted by a silent depression.
Advent literally means, “expectation”. It is the arrival or coming of something greater than what we have now. In one sense, Christ lives in us and in another we are always waiting, for something greater to arrive. This is not our home, we are here, on mission to live our life for the King of Kings, but our rest does not fully come untill God takes us home and “our faith is sight”.
To me, Advent is the reminder that I have a deposit in Christ and I will be cashing it in sometime in the future.
When you believed, you were marked in him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit, who is a deposit guaranteeing our inheritance until the redemption of those who are God’s possession. (Eph.1:14).
The coming of Christ this Christmas is supposed to lead me to worship and remember that I believe that this little baby came to earth and died for all my brokenness and mistakes. By putting my faith in him and making that little baby my own I have a ticket guaranteeing my inheritance for the day I will redeem that ticket in heaven. Because of that baby, I am God’s possession. I am fully, and completely paid for and bought by him through the cross. This news should lead me to live through the pain of this life. It should cause me to realize that the struggles of this life have meaning.
So it may not be the most wonderful time of the year but the message of Christmas is the most wonderful message of the year and of our lives.
So what about you? Are you waiting, in your life for something that you do not have? Do you often feel ache or pain when you think about where you wish your life had landed? I know I do. Maybe it’s time that we lay that at the feet of Jesus…bring it to the manger this Christmas and leave it in the hands of that little baby, who has much bigger hands than we do.
Dear Lord, I surrender all my longings to you again today. You know my heart. You know all the redundant prayers I have prayed and pleaded with you. If your way is different than my expectation, I ask that you would change my heart. Help me to focus on all that you have done for me. Keep me from being ungrateful for the life I am in the middle of and help my heart to always be indebted to the baby in that manger.