Spiritual Reflections

Don’t Miss It

I love EVERYTHING about Christmas. It’s my favorite holiday. I prepare for Christmas morning like a child. I get wrapped up in the excitement, the decorations and the giving. In the past I have gotten caught up in things that didn’t really matter. I quickly moved right through my favorite season without really being in it. It’s easy to go through the motions during busy times and the distractions are bigger than ever these days. Satan loves to keep us distracted. If we are preoccupied with meaningless things, we are sure to miss out on the most meaningful.

This year, I don’t want to miss anything. We can be present and still miss it all. I want to pay attention. I don’t want to miss their faces. I don’t want to miss the magic. I don’t want to miss the moment. I want to soak up so much wonder and love that it will fill me till July. Life is too short. I can’t afford to miss it. And above all, I can’t afford to miss Him. Because sometimes I think we miss everything, even when we think we are doing what we should and what’s expected. Always doing
And inevitably, we will miss it completely.

In the busy.
In the stress.
In the gifting and celebration.
In the traveling.
In the scheduling in place of rest.
We will miss Him.

The shimmering tree is beautiful, the gifts are lovely, the traditions are important, but it’s not Christmas without worship.

Fall on your knees.

Find Him.
In the snowflakes.
In the twinkle of her eye.
In the lights.
In the thankful heart.
In the embrace.
In the song.
In the peace that comes with rest and true worship.

I don’t want to miss the beauty of Christmas. I can’t afford to miss the opportunity Christmas gives us to fall at the feet of my Savior and thank him for humbling himself to save a weary world.
He was born to die. The baby wrapped in rags that Mary clutched to her chest and placed lovingly in a manger, the king the wise men worshipped, the man that Herod feared, the God who performed miracles and turned the world upside down, my redeemer who was destined to die a painful death on the cross…
He was born so that we might live. That alone should make the whole weary world rejoice.

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