Celebrating Christ's Birth!

 

Merry Christmas to all from:

(L to R) Abigail (12), John W. (17), Faith (18), Dad, Mom, 

Joshi (9), James (15), Melody (21) and Christy (24)

It is so easy to get caught up in the to-do lists of this season.  I know I am certainly not exempt.  Why can't we get things done in a timely manner?  Why must it always end in overwhelming cries for help?

The Lord tenderly reminded me what it is all about.  As I questioned why we cared to make goodies for our six neighbors, and even our small Fire and Police departments, He so gently reminded me that 

"Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these 

my brethren, ye have done it unto Me."*

I pondered what this meant.  Was all this going here and there, last minute shopping, caring for a sick daddy, and baking all day long really being done for the Lord?  I was filled with renewed energy as I thought on all that I had done and all that still needed to be done... it was all for Him.  Every little thing I did, including making cookies for our neighbors, was for Him.  And why did we put ourselves through such uncomfortable to-do lists once a year?  Why did we bother?

"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."*

That is why!  Because a child - God's only Son - came to save a dying, dark world.  The least I could do for Him was to do what needed to be done... not for my gain or even my family's gain; but to bring honor and glory to Him and His Name... His Wonderful Name. 

*Matthew 25:40; Isaiah 9:6

Sarah

Yesterday, as we were visiting after singing at a small country church, one of our friends there informed us of another family band's daughter's death.  We had just met the family this past March and got to talking with the daughter about writing.

To learn that she had been in a head-on collision which had ended in death for her, stunned me.  I spent the next few hours in a confused daze, wondering why the Lord had allowed it to happen.  She was the family's business manager, just like me.  She probably had so many plans for her life, and yet, now they were all for nothing.

Then my thoughts turned to my own life.  What if I got in a deadly car accident tomorrow and died?  Would all those plans and dreams that I have for my life mean anything anymore?

I sat there in silent communion with the Lord.  Why was I so shaken by this woman's death, when I hardly knew her?  It was then that the Lord reminded me of the passage in James chapter 4:

"Go to now, ye that say, To day or to morrow we will go into such a city, and continue there a year, and buy and sell, and get gain: whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. For that ye ought to say, If the Lord will, we shall live, and do this, or that. But now ye rejoice in your boastings: all such rejoicing is evil."

Just two days before I heard of this, I had prayed and asked the Lord to give me trials to go through in order to strengthen me and make me a better woman for Him.  Little did I know what I was asking for.

I know that Sarah is in a much better place than here on earth.  It is selfish of me to miss her, but I do.  I am learning, day by day, how fragile and how short life is.  Yet, it is not my life... it is His.

I resolved to not be so sure of myself in the future.  If it is His will that I go to nursing school, then I will go.  But if I die tomorrow, then I will live forever in eternity just praising and glorifying Him.  What else could be so fulfilling?