Christmas It’s not what you give, but if you get it

As I get closer to December 25th, I am feeling a little ‘pummeled’ by advertisements threatening me…o.k.  maybe threatening is too strong a word…. but warning me that I have X number of days to get my gift buying done, especially if I want to have the Fed Ex Fairy deliver to my door.   On some fronts I am still waiting for inspiration, not to be confused with desperation, to guide me in my choices.   I figured out something a few years ago that may be worth sharing, and may save you some angst.  It sure helped me!   I do not have to FIX anyone or anything with a gift!   Whew…that is good news!

There is one gift that I cannot buy or give.   It has already been purchased and received here.   You may have received it also.   This Baby’s birth that we celebrate was the unfolding of a story that dates back centuries, from the point God first put humans on the earth, who chose to do things their own way instead of His way.   This Baby we celebrate lived a perfectly sinless life, and gave Himself to bridge that gap between imperfect me and perfect, holy, God.  It is the true gift of Christmas…God loved us and sent His Son.

1 John 4:10 says it like this:  Here is what love is. It is not that we loved God. It is that he loved us and sent his Son to give his life to pay for our sins.

Now there’s a gift worth giving and receiving!  And that gift is the gift where I choose to aim my focus, while fighting the urge to make it all about the gifts under the tree.

And the other gifts I still need to find?  Well, I’ve always worked best under pressure!IMG_2789.jpeg

 

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