Wonders of His Love
In the midst of the busy this season, have you stopped to ask yourself, “why?” Why the hustle and bustle? Why the stress and the expectations? Why all the money and food and wrappings and decorations?
Why do we do what we do?
As my husband and I talked a few nights ago about what was important to us in our Christmas celebration with the kids, I was struck with the realization that so much of what I do for my family during this season – the gifts, the trips out to see lights, the snow, even allowing them to believe in Santa – all of these things are traditions I embrace because of the sense of wonder they create around this beautiful season. There’s a reason they call it the most “WONDERful” time of the year.
On the whole, it’s exciting to embrace these things. It’s so important to celebrate that which is wonderful! Where things get muddy is when we think we can CREATE the wonder, instead of just focusing on the Wonder that already exists, sitting in it, and celebrating its presence. Wonder can’t be bought. It can’t be created. It can’t be manufactured through perfect moments. It can only be truly discovered in quiet moments when our hearts are ready to receive it.
The ultimate Wonder came when God became flesh and dwelt among us. The wonder that He poured out His grace on an ordinary girl named Mary and allowed her to carry the Savior of the world. The wonder of miracles and evidence of His power then and now. The wonder of His sacrifice so we could live with Him for eternity. And now, the Wonder of His work in and around us every. Single. Day.
Due to sickness, financial strain, and exhaustion, we haven’t been as able to pour ourselves into “all the Christmas things” this year. And yet, I’ll be the first to say, it’s already been the most magical Christmas of my life. I think it’s because being forced to stay home, staying out of the stores, having low expectations, and just spending time with my little family has kept my eyes from being distracted by the tin and tinsel and shiny lights and instead open to miracles (literally) and wonders of His love all around. There is nothing I’ve been able to do in an attempt to CREATE wonder, and yet it’s SO REAL and PRESENT. It’s been amazing.
So as we sing our silent night and tuck in our kiddos and stuff their stockings tonight, let’s not miss the wonder that He’s already created. We can’t outdo it, no matter the size of the gift-pile under the tree. Let’s take the time to recognize the wonder of Emmanuel. God with us.