Christmas Question

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When I thought about taking a fresh look at the Christmas story I wanted to look at more than Luke chapter two. The verses we always hear on Christmas Eve. I wanted to see how Mary and Joseph found out they were going to be the parents of the Son of God. So that’s where we start today as we try to get our wonder back and friends as you read the scripture below, it’s chalked full of wonder, promise.

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In the sixth month of Elizabeth’s pregnancy, God sent the angel Gabriel to Nazareth, a town in Galilee, to a virgin pledged to be married to a man named Joseph, a descendant of David. The virgin’s name was Mary.  The angel went to her and said, “Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you.”

 Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered what kind of greeting this might be. But the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with God.  You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus.  He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David,  and he will reign over Jacob’s descendants forever; his kingdom will never end.”

 “How will this be,” Mary asked the angel, “since I am a virgin?”

 The angel answered, “The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God.  Even Elizabeth your relative is going to have a child in her old age, and she who was said to be unable to conceive is in her sixth month.  For no word from God will ever fail.”

“I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” Then the angel left her.

Luke 1: 26 - 38

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I’m hoping that we all can agree that whether the angel appeared as describe in scripture or as depicted in Renaissance paintings, it would be an unsettling encounter. I mean imagine, you’re just going about your normal everyday actives and then BAM! - there’s and angel talking to you.

And the conversation isn’t just a simple one either, but one explaining how you are going to give birth to God’s son! I mean come on!!!

We get to know very little about Mary’s reaction to all of this. We know she must have appeared scared since Gaberial told her to “Fear Not”, but as for what she was feeling as Gaberial was telling her what was to happened we have no idea.

I don’t know about you, but if it were me I would have so many questions about all of this. I mean Mary asked a good starter question. You always want to the logistics - but what about everything else. Some great follow up questions might have been: “How do I tell Joseph or my parents?”, “What do I do about the townspeople judgement?”, “How do you raise the Son of God?”, “Why me?”.

But Mary doesn’t ask any of those things. She listens to Gaberial explaining how it is going to happen and then says, so seemly simply, “I am the Lord’s servant. May your words to me be fulfilled.”

Wow!

Mary’s faith must have been so strong. Strong enough not to worry about all the trials she would face with raising God’s son. Strong enough to care more about being a servant to God than to herself. Mary’s response gives us all something to think about. It certainly makes we think about my responses to God’s requests in my life. I hope one day I might emulate Mary’s faith. That when God asks me to do something for him I would respond the way Mary did, “I am the Lor'd’s servant. May your words to me be fulfilled.”

In twelve verses Mary’s life was forever changed. And God was able to use her obedience to change ours. She had no idea the lasting impact her obedience would have and in all honesty neither do we. We don’t know how our obedience to God’s plan will impact the future, but I suppose that’s were faith comes in and a wee bit wonder.

To Everything There Is A Season…

Kiley Ann


Give It Away....

“Give this Christmas away. If there’s love in your heart, don’t let it stay there. Give this Christmas away. And your life will be changed by the gift you receive when you give this Christmas away.”

~ Matthew West & Amy Grant Give This Christmas Away

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Music is one of the clearest ways I hear God speaking to me. Often times when I stop and listen to the lyrics in a song they evoke strong emotions. I know that that is what music is intended to do, but sometimes it speaks so much truth that it catches me off guard. It makes me recenter and refocus what I’ve been thinking or doing.

In keeping with the desire for this Christmas to be focused on the who of Christmas and not the things of Christmas, I was reminded of this song. The concept of focusing not on your own needs and desires, but on others.

Christmas isn’t an easy time for everyone. Some find it to be the hardest season of all for a variety of different reasons; money, schedules, family gatherings, missing loved ones… the hope of what you long for but don’t yet have.

I’m pretty blessed in this life of mine. I have a job I love, a place to lay my head, family and friends. But I’d be lying if I didn’t say that my heart longs for someone to love at Christmas. I have two options on how to view that longing. I can wallow in self-pity. Or I can give the love that I have been storing up in my heart for that man away.

A little piece for my family, another to my coworkers. A chunk to the kids, some to the stranger behind me in the drive through, and even a little to you. Little pieces, little acts done for others to share that love I’ve been storing in my heart.

Take a moment and go listen to the song. See what God is saying to you.

I think the point the song is trying to make is that by giving that love away, we don’t have any less than we started with. In fact we have more. And by giving the love we had stored away more love is out in the world. More love is out there making a difference for the kingdom and isn’t that what Christmas is suppose to be about.

So dear friends….

“ What if December looked different this year? What if we all just - give this Christmas away.”

To Everything There Is A Season…

Kiley Ann

Christmas Is...

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It’s that time of year where we all go digging through the attic or storage space to pull down the Christmas boxes. When we open those boxes we aren’t simply getting out decorations - no, we are opening a box that leads to Christmases of the past. Know what I mean?

You pull out that ornament you got when you played baseball or the ceramic christmas tree that used to be in grandma’s window and bam! Those objects take you back. Sometimes they take you to happy memories and sometimes to sad ones, but either way you are transported. Do you have a decoration that means more to you than others? What is it? Why is it so special?

I have one particular decoration that has to be out for it to be Christmas. It’s the picture frame you see above. Until that is hanging on the wall it just isn’t Christmas time.

“Christmas is goodwill and compassion, firelight and candlelight, a family time, a time for worship. It’s the glow on a child’s face. BUT MOST of ALL it is a story of love which began centuries ago and spread to all the world.”

My mother made that the year I was born. There hasn’t been a year of my life that that picture frame hasn’t been present on Christmas morning. I’ve always loved it. It draws me in year after year. The message is so simple, but I often lose sight of it as season gets going. I’m guilty, like many, of getting caught up in the bustle of the season - the shopping, the baking, the decorating. None of those things are bad, yet none hold the true meaning of the season. This year I want it to be different.

As this season starts I want to keep that message in mind. I want to focus on goodwill and compassion. I want to choose to worship in the hard situations. I want to appreciate the glow and excitement I see on the kids faces. I want to remember WHO the season is about, far more that what the season holds.

Will you join me? Will you choose to keep your eyes lifted to the heavens and see what God is going to do this Christmas season? I just have a feeling that it is going to be amazing.

To Everything There Is A Season…

Kiley Ann