Hey there all!
I was just sitting back listening to music by a friend of mine. This year has been so long. so worth it. ive learned soooooooo much about life love and listening. God has done some work in me this year. Ive changed so much, made many mistakes and i don't regret one of them. they brought me here. "Laying as if dead before (His) feet." I was talking with a whole bunch of people about christmas a while ago and i went around feeling as if after halloween we skipped right to christmas. right to us. we skipped being thankful and even skipped the humble birth of the man who brought the sweetest sacrifice to us, and we focused on ourselves and what WE want. how much do we need? how much do i need? why do i need boxes and bags and money under a tree to celebrate when the God that gave Himself for me celebrates in a feeding trough. who am i to think that it could possibly be about me when the God the created me was born in shame and died in humiliation for me? why do i feel i deserve more than Him? Why is my generation settling for the shallow end when the deep end is overflowing with promise and Life? Why would they be content with an agnoledgment of their Savior when He's begging them to come live with Him, to know Him, to walk beside Him? I don't understand how Mary, 13, 14, maybe 15 years old can sacrifice her life (unmarried, pregnant with Jesus) and live in an underserved shame in order to walk with Him, yet thousands and thousands and thousands of christians, the same age, wont even admit to knowing Him. We want to know why our lives aren't right. we want to know why we feel alone but we walk away from the only answer. I want my christmas' to be remembered by what He's doing in my life and what He's done, not by what gift i liked the most. I want there to be room in my life for Jesus Christ because there was no room in the inn.
Merry Christmas,
Merry Christmas,
posted by Lillian | 5:35 PM
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