Giant snowflakes
whirled outside, just like my mental “to do” list, was whirling inside my
head. “Bake five dozen cookies for the Christmas cookie exchange, get groceries
for our open house, and write your Christmas newsletter.” I secretly vowed one
more thing. I would shop for Christmas presents early, avoiding picked over
merchandise. With a scrutinizing eye, I’d choose gifts that wouldn't get stashed
in drawers or returned immediately after Christmas. I aimed to make that Christmas
an unforgettable, super-sized happy
holiday!
Instead,
agitation and grumpiness grew. Noisy “holiday” chatter, kept rambling in my
head, reminding me of my duties, drowning out hope-filled Christmas messages. Instead
of “joyful and triumphant”, I grew joyless and discontent.
One
evening, after tucking my five-year-old in bed, I snarled at my husband for
allowing our fifteen-year-old to talk on the phone before finishing her
homework. Stinging words drove a thick wedge between us. I snubbed his apology
and stormed out of the room. Rather than going to sleep in “heavenly peace”, I grumbled,
“I have to take care of everyone and everything!”
In the morning I
knew I had to make a change. I removed myself from all the holiday stress. I
quieted myself at Jesus’ feet. But, to be honest, it wasn't easy.
Gently and
humbly, Jesus spoke, “Pam, come to Me… You are weary, emotionally run down, and
carry heavy burdens. I want to give you rest.”
(Matthew 11:28)
I finally
relaxed. Then I asked the obvious. “Lord, how do I enter into Your rest? I don’t
know how.”
Jesus began, “You
don’t have to write a Christmas
letter.”
I protested. Long-distance friends and relatives must
hear from me at least once a year! I couldn't bear the thought of disappointing
them.
Then
Jesus uncovered a huge, all-seasonal
lie clouding my mind. I must please everyone. Buying into that lie, I
had considered myself a failure when I detected a disappointing look or heard a
negative comment. Regarding gift giving, it fed my inflated ego, driving me to
give charming, beautiful things to make others happy. I’d feel good about
myself and also look good in others’ eyes.
The
Master Giver of peace, joy and good-will, continued. “Call John and apologize.”
My apology destroyed my wall of resentment and rekindled our marriage
communication.
Entering
into Jesus’ presence, He showed me the way for inner peace…quiet rest. He did
in me only what I allowed Him to do. I could let go of my Christmas letter and my
perspective about gift giving changed. Then an amazing thing happened. Christmas
came early that year.
Three
weeks before Christmas, I began giving gifts… priceless, unbreakable gifts,
never to wear out gifts. Encouraging words, even really small ones fit those
tiny empty places in a heart. The gift of love. To love with a smile, a
listening ear and an honest compliment never becomes unfashionable. The gift of
patience…undeserved. The gift of kindness that doesn't care to get a pay
back.
The
secret to giving in such a way is by first receiving. During this hectic
holiday season, enter into Jesus’ presence with simple faith and childlike
trust. Ask Jesus, “What do you want to
do in me?” He’ll show you how to rest. And
you’ll receive from Him a lavish supply of encouragement, love, patience and
kindness.
“God’s love was
revealed among us in this way: God sent his only Son into the world so that we
might live through him.” (1 John 4:9 NRSV)
Excellent, Pam. Very timely and necessary for me too. :-) Merry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteI admire your relentless courage to share God's divine providence in your life...You keep nurturing yourself with His promises. We all hover to the holiday's rush & inundations of buying presents; decorating our homes; and less time to be at His feet. I'm guilty of that, too. But I know that through it all, His grace never diminishes for me.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas Pam & to your Family