Twas The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas,

and all through the house

not a creature was stirring

not even a mouse….actually, I need to tell that to whatever creature is lumbering around my attic. They did not get the memo. Strange roommates aside, it truly is Christmas Eve.

When I was a kid, we always got to open one present on Christmas Eve. We generally opened a smaller gift. Some years, it was videotapes or new pajamas. Or books. Or videogames. No matter the present, they always wet our whistle for the main attraction. When we unwrapped the gift, it really gave us a preview of the wonders that awaited us on Christmas Day.

And so it is with King Jesus. Prophecy foretold of His arrival for centuries. Of course, we were small sighted. Our perception of who Jesus was and how He would operate was not in line with His ultimate mission. The children of Israel could not even begin to comprehend what was in store when Jesus was born.

I am grateful that I am not still waiting for Him to arrive. Every day I am granted brand new grace and mercy. Every day I am a recipient of unmerited favor. Christmas Eve is a wonderful time of year to reflect on the gift of Jesus. It is also a great time to share the gift of a life surrendered to Jesus with others. Many of us have accepted the gift that Jesus gave us. We have experienced the wonders. Today, offer Him to those who have not yet received His offer. #wepreach