A Lifetime Of Christmas Joy!

58CCD486-9D48-4F1C-B6D8-F8078BD5C4B0.jpegI remember one Christmas in particular for some reason. I remember laying in bed just unable to sleep. I was so excited for what might be waiting for me in the living room when I awoke. (If I could sleep.) It was one of the longest nights ever! But a good one filled with such excitement and hope. I walked in the living room Christmas morning to find a stereo for my room. It had 2 cassette players and a turntable!! (Yes I’m that old) I loved it!!!! Music has always been special to me. The gift met all my excited expectation!
I want to find that again. I want to find that child like excitement. That feeling of believing something wonderful is waiting for me! The ability to believe. Sleepless nights that have nothing to do with fear or worry. But with hope and trust that great things are in my future. I want to find that girl in me who had such faith. Life has made her harder to find. Mistakes, pain, dreams lost, shattered expectations, have diminished her presence bit by bit. I can remember her though. I want her back. That would be the best gift of all.
But how? How can we as adults who have seen and endured so much, become those faithful children again? How can we get back to the pure joy of Christmas as a child everyday in our lives? How can we truly believe that good things, things we’ve always wanted, are waiting for us? How can we go from sleepless nights filled with worry, to ones filled with excited expectations? Truly believing in miracles. I only know one way. God.
I once had a friend and mentor ask me, “When’s the last time you climbed up in your Heavenly Fathers lap and allowed Him to hold you?” This struck me weird at first honestly because I never really had. Not as an adult at least. Sure I believe in God, and fully acknowledge Him as my Heavenly Father. However, not having a very loving relationship with my own father, that as an adult to me felt foreign. I still have to make an effort to do this as I’m still a work in progress. But it is something I am learning how to do. To climb up and let my daddy assure me it’s all going to be okay. Doing this more and more, even when I don’t feel like being that vulnerable, is helping me to begin to believe again. To believe that I haven’t messed everything up. To believe that my life is not over. To believe that I am not without hope. To believe that good things are indeed still waiting for me. But also recognize and acknowledge the best gift of all I’ve already received. A relationship with the one Who allows me to have such hope. The relationship with my Lord and Savior. Fitting that it’s the best Christmas gift ever given!
I don’t know you. I don’t know your life. I’m sure though you have seen good times and you have seen bad. That’s life. It’s a twisted never ending combination of both. I also know that the bad can sometimes consume all of our attention. Going to God helps us to focus on good. To focus on love. To focus on hope. To focus on forgiveness. To focus on grace. Emerging ourselves in Gods word daily. Acknowledging the gift of salvation through Christ’s blood daily. It begins a journey of us finding our way back to child like faith. Every time I read that God has special plans just for me (Jeremiah 29:11) I feel like I can believe. Every time I read how much God loves me ( Romans 5:8, John 3:16, Deuteronomy 7:9, Psalm 86:15) I feel like I can believe. Every time I talk to God in a genuine all my walls down conversion, I feel I can believe. The same can be true for you too. I wish I could tell you it’s easy. Or that it’s instant. Healing takes time. Trusting takes time. Even when it’s trusting God. Our human flesh is weak and prone to giving into hopelessness and grief. But in time, bit by bit, God can and will restore us. Help us get back to that child lying awake on Christmas Eve, believing, just knowing, awesome things are waiting for us. I don’t know what they are, but I’m sure it’s better than a stereo! Or whatever your best gift memory is. ❤️

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