Some
of us have been preparing for months. The decorations are almost finished and
the baking is done. The presents are wrapped and the stockings are finally hung
(I’m a poet and yes I know it). It has been hard work. You almost fell off the
roof. The sugar supply ran close as you prepared all of those calorie free
(;-), ;-)) goodies. More boxes had to be found and purchased. Don’t forget the
tape and wrapping paper. You had to resort to that craft idea from The Chew to
make a box out of a cereal box. But now the preparations are complete and you
are completely worn out and wondering if it was all worth it? You hope to have
a special moment after all of this hard work. Others seem to have such a
wonderful time but yours is missing.
The
Christmas story has those moments. The moment the angel appeared to Mary,
Joseph and the shepherds, the moment of Jesus birth and immediately following,
the moment when the shepherds saw the baby just as the angels said, the moment
in the temple when Simeon and Anna praised God because of this boy child, the
moment the Magi entered the room and worshipped Jesus. The story is just filled
with those moments. You have done the preparations of the season and yet no
moment. You are all ready for your moment and yet life just keeps plugging
along so you plug along too same old same old.
That’s
what I was doing last Thursday, plugging along. I had gone to two hospitals to
see some folks and was waiting for the elevator to go to the fourth floor at the
first one. There was a crowd, unusual for the time of day. I guess 8 in the
elevator. We were not packed but full. The people included a hospital volunteer;
she had a vest, two employees with carry-out boxes, four others and me. The two
employees were bantering about having a party when they got off. Then the party
could start here in the elevator but we had no music. The volunteer said we
could make our own and started to sing We
Wish You A Merry Christmas AND others joined in just that fast. We got
through a verse and a half and the doors opened on the second floor and the
singing stopped and the moment was over just that fast. I have to tell you I have
been in a lot of elevators and it is never a “comfortable” experience. It is
always awkward in some way. People hardly talk and if they do others look at
you…oh mean them. The elevator ride awkward yes, but such a delight. However,
this has NEVER happened to me before.
It’s
Christmas. While I was plugging along, along comes a moment that could never
have been scripted we most likely will never be in an elevator together again
and yet at that moment in time and space we were together singing a Christmas
song. It’s a moment of Christmas. That’s what the Christmas story is people
plugging away at life with its difficulties and God comes down to be with us
and help us for a moment of eternity. Our hope is found that God is still
showing up in the plodding of life making a moment Christmas that will last forever.
Prepare
for your moment its coming. Keep plodding God is with us and in a moment of so
you will know he is with you!
Merry Christmas from my family to you
and yours!
In HIS Service and Yours,
BroG
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