It’s the Most Wonderful time of the Year:Now and Always

 

                Many Christians when asked which Holiday is their favorite, will say it is Easter. They say Easter because it commemorates the act that separates Jesus Christ from other religious leaders like Mohammed, or Buddha in the sense that while they died, it was Jesus that rose again, and still lives millennia later. They also feel that Easter is not been overly secularized as much as Christmas has (SN: Chocolate bunnies have nothing to do with the Resurrection, but that’s for another blog) Then there are those who say that it is Christmas.  These believers claim that were it not for Christmas, there would be no Easter. I love both Holidays, but I am persuaded that Christmas is still the greatest Christian Holiday. Even though it tends to feel like the sacredness of the day is lost among the hustle and bustle of gifts and Santa and Elves on shelves, the fact that the SAVIOR of the WORLD, left the splendor of Heaven, and made His way to the Earth is still very miraculous and amazing to me. And not only his birth, but the circumstances surrounding it. The journey from Nazareth or Bethlehem, on a donkey; the fact that he was born in a barn, laid in a feeding though and survived, without the benefit of a midwife or a clean room is a miracle in and of itself; the fact that on his birth every child his age was killed in an act of jealous rage by a monarch and he escaped and survived the journey, these are all testaments to the great God we serve, and the wonderful gift he gave us in His Son. Without His birth, he would not have lived to heal the sick, raise the dead, feed the multitude, or calm raging storms on the seas, and within the souls of men. Had he not been born, he wouldn’t have called 12 men to be the first pastors of the Christian Church. Had Mary not survived the pain of childbirth, He could not have gone through the pain of the garden, the brutality of the cross, and the jubilation of the resurrection. The Body of Christ points to the empty tomb as the cornerstone of the Christian faith, and while it is a touchstone, a piviotal part, the cornerstone is the manger. He had to be born so he could die and rise.  He could not rise as the King of Kings and Lord of Lords were he not the Baby born in Bethlehem. Christmas is why we have Easter. Jesus’s birth was met with an angelic hosts of Angels singing, and his story written in the stars. What a wonderful time indeed!

                And on the eve of the day we set aside to celebrate our Savior’s birth. Let him be reborn in your life. Share the message of His Life and His Love by your actions, and deeds. Enjoy the time with your family, and enjoy the presents too, but in it all, remember the true reason for this special time. The gift we were given thousands of years ago; eternity and salvation clothed in a baby boy.  Remember the journey the Savior has brought you through over the years, and remember that journey-like yours to him-had a beginning as well. Celebrate and rejoice over the empty tomb, but it all began one night in Bethlehem.  Jesus was is and always will be the reason for the Season. And because of that night, the world has reason to Hope and Celebrate.

“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6

“Hark the Herald Angels Sing! Glory to the newborn king! Peace on Earth and Mercy Mild. GOD AND SINNERS RECONCILED! Joyful all ye nations rise, join the triumph of the skies. With th’angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem. HARK! The Herald Angels sing. GLORY TO THE NEWBORN KING!”

Merry Christmas Everyone!

 

 

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“Starters for Supper”: The Danger of ‘The Appetizer’

 

                When you go out to eat at a restaurant one of the first things you are asked is if you would like to order an appetizer or a starter meal. The purpose of this is twofold (depending on the restaurant) 1. To tie you over while you are waiting for your meal to get ready, and 2. To fill you so you end up ordering a meal that you wanted, but now have no room for so you have to take it home and eat it. That’s why I think in some restaurants they should be called “spoilers” instead of starters. Now, if you have a sufficient appetite, you could nibble on an appetizer and when you feel yourself getting full, you would stop and make sure there was “room” for the main course. But in our society we have grown more and more impatient, and now there are restaurants that have a plate of appetizers that serve as meals. I have had these before, and when I’m hungry enough, they’ll satiate my hunger, but never leave me feeling as satisfied as an actual entrée would.

                So is the same when it comes to relationships. I feel that in our journey to find the one who will complete us in the world, we come across “appetizer” relationships. They are meant to serve as a preparation for what is to come, perhaps a reminder that as good as this may be, it really isn’t what you want, and your main course will be so much better. But for some, the starter has become the main course.  Perhaps in fatigue, in desperation, or in fear that the main course will be a disappointment, people decide to just “order an appetizer” and leave at that.  And the appetizer may work for a while at ceasing hunger, but it will not fill you, because that is not what it is meant to do. But what is does do however, is “spoil” your desire for something more substantial. I know this because I was in a similar relationship for years. I met someone, and for a while, I felt like it was enough. I received a level of companionship, intimacy, even love. But it wasn’t filling; it was a tease that could not satisfy. But as a single woman, lonely, longing for companionship and-to be frank-growing weary of waiting for what my Creator and Father had for me settled for what I had at the moment. I settled because it “fed” me, and for a while that was enough, but I wanted something more, something that this relationship no longer could provide. But I had been there so long I thought it was all that was available for me that was all that was in store.  I thought that I had “spoiled” things and wasted my opportunity for something better. But I know now that is not true. I know there is something for me; I just have to be patient. Perhaps the reason why it has not come to me yet it because it is so special that it needs special time for preparation. Maybe I need to wait until I know what it is I want, but patience is the key.  Even now, in the midst of waiting for what I know is there for me, it is tempting to return to what I know is there. But I want more. So I say to any bloggers reading this post in the same situation, the “hot wings” or “potato skins” may look and smell appetizing, and you may think you have a taste for them, but if you are a little more patient, the Master Chef has a main course that will blow you away.