Merry Christmas friends! You know one of the things I love about this season is sharing it with y’all. Seeing your faces light up in anticipation about what’s to come reminds me of how others waited expectantly for hundreds of years for Jesus to arrive. I imagine no one expected Him to arrive the way He did. I mean, God could have chosen a billion ways to drop Jesus, our Savior, into the world. He chose a baby.
Do you remember when your children or siblings were just born, a tiny bundle of sweet love? That baby, while wonderful and loved and sweet and smelling good, still brought a bit of chaos to your house, right? That baby didn’t sit quietly through every meal or sleep through the night and you probably had to be home for early bedtimes and you did more laundry than ever before in your life. Chances are you had moments where you wanted to hide in your room to find some peace.
And there lies the difference between our children and Christ coming as a baby. Jesus came as peace, He’s actually known as the Prince of Peace. In the Old Testament book of Isaiah, we are given a glimpse of what’s to come:
For a child will be born to us, a son will be given to us; And the government will rest on His shoulders; And His name will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Eternal Father, Prince of Peace” (Isaiah 9:6)
Now, this verse comes hundreds of years before Jesus is even born!!! That’s a lot of waiting for peace! Can you imagine what it must have been like to be present for the greatest PRESENT of the world?
What are some things we have to wait for these days?
Our next birthday Summer vacation Cookies to finish baking and cooling. Christmas day to open presents
How many of you are hoping for a white Christmas? Waking up to loads of snow on the ground just waiting for you to jump in and play? I’ve only experienced a white Christmas a few times in my life. But I do love a good snow day. Even better than a snow day is a snow night! I remember as a child falling asleep after watching the news saying to expect snow overnight, it was always so hard to fall asleep, wanting to wake up and play in the snow. Two years ago I tucked my boys into bed with anticipation of them waking up to a snow day. Instead of my trying to fall asleep, I grabbed some hot chocolate and made my way to the back porch. From there I sat, bundled up, watching the snow fall. There were no sounds, it was as if the snow pushed the mute button on the world. No birds were chirping, squirrels weren’t chasing, even the creek was silent. There was peace and quiet like I had never experienced. I didn’t want to move or do anything to disturb that feeling. I wanted to capture it to hold onto when my world doesn’t seem at peace.
Y’all, the good news if I don’t have to capture that moment because when Jesus was born, He delivered that peace. All we have to do is ask Him to pour His peace out on us. It never hurts to seek peace, or moments of quiet, but know that HIS PERFECT PEACE was delivered in a manger for you and for me.