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Not my Christmas, but His

Every Christmas, I go all out to purchase gifts for my husband and daughter. I always make sure to buy them the absolute best my money can afford. You see, I grew up in a family where my brother and I would have gifts that extended all the way into the hallway. We weren’t even able to get to the tree! We were so blessed each Christmas and I strive hard to give to my family what was given to me.

Each Christmas starts the same way. I eagerly await my husband and daughter’s waking because I have gotten literally no sleep from excitement. I cook breakfast and we eat. Then it’s to-the-living-room-we-go for the gifts! I delight to see their faces light up with joy when they get something they never thought they would. I feel accomplished. I feel complete. It is amazing the amount of joy it brings me to see them excited.

It wasn’t until today when I realized something was wrong with my methodology. As I was at my desk pondering the flow of my work week, I had looked up and saw my husbands hidden gift. He has no clue as to what I bought him, but trust me, its good. REAL good. As I stared at the box holding this, what I would call, precious gift I heard a voice so faintly whisper: “Not your’s but mine.”

The Word is clear, in John 10:27 it states “My sheep hear my voice, and I know them , and they follow me.”

I knew that voice. That gentle voice but as I heard it, my heart grew sad. It was as if instantaneously, I realized that I had never made Christmas about Christ and by not doing so, I failed to realize the greatest gifts of all- His Birth, His Death- and His Resurrection. It’s only because of Christ that I could even experience joy.

I began to think about what Jesus did for me. Usually when I do this, I think about how He woke me up, how He saved me, how he blessed me with a husband and daughter; that sort of stuff. But I knew it was deeper than that. I knew He was trying to reveal something more to me. So, I began to pray. I began to ask what is it He wanted to say to me. And then, I listened. And I was reminded of scriptures depicting what Christ endured for our sake. I was reminded of John 3:16-21 and Isaiah 53:5. I couldn’t help but repent for focusing so much on the natural that I neglected the spiritual.

I began to see all of the gifts I could give my family that weren’t materialistic. My time, my efforts, my love. And then I saw what I could give God. The only gift befitting for a King. A King who was born just to bear my sins and die on the cross and be resurrected solely to bridge the gap between me and the Father. My Savior.

The only gift befitting was my life. No amount on incense. No amount of money. But my life. Total surrender.

Oftentimes, Christmas takes Christ out and substitutes Him for presents. And while there is absolutely nothing wrong with giving these gifts, I was urged by the Holy Spirit to focus on the true gift on Christmas which was love. It was love that flowed through our Lord and Savior to present us with so many gifts. And so, I feel that I should follow in His footsteps.

So this Christmas, well technically today but you get the deal lol, I am choosing to give what my God gave to me. Love and Life. Death. and Resurrection.

I will spend my days loving the Lord God Almighty and spreading His love with those around me. I will die to self daily so that I can live in total surrender to Him and I will call upon His name to resurrect the joy and dreams that He has gifted to me, instead of allowing them to lay dormant due to life circumstances.

I am so excited for this Christmas as it will be the first I am actually, consciously, spending with Christ. And suddenly, those gifts aren’t the most important thing. Suddenly, I am more excited about having Him present with me and my family than gift opening. So today, I learned that it’s not my Christmas, but His.

Stay encouraged my loves.

-Gladys

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4 thoughts on “Not my Christmas, but His

  1. Totally relate to your story – I love gift giving but it’s so easy to lose focus on our amazing Savior. Christmas is truly the most wonderful time if we set our hearts on Him!

  2. Such beautiful and truthful words, we have lost focussed on what Christmas really means. Thank you for the refresher! God bless you and your family, keep encouraging people Mrs. Glady’s. God has something great instored for you!

    Your sister in the Lord,

    Nikki

    1. Thank you so very much Nicole and glory be to God! I am so glad that this post touched you. God bless you and your beautiful family as well and thank you so much for the kind words! Love you sis!

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