On this Christmas Day, Worship the Gift
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For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
What do you remember most about Christmas as a child?
I recall the excitement of putting up the Christmas tree. When the tree was decorated, I knew Christmas was near. Daddy would go into the field behind our house and cut down a cedar tree. Then mom would critique his choice. That generally would lead to an argument.
Daddy was a perfectionist and as I recall, painfully slow. It seemingly took him forever to affix the stand to the bottom of the tree. And then came the lights. You know, one light goes out and they all go out. What devious individual came up with that design? I wonder how many family arguments have resulted from those frustrating lights?
Finally, it was time to decorate the tree. Mom and Dad kept all the ornaments in a wooden crate.
Neatly packed away in the box were fragile Christmas balls made out of thin glass (probably designed by the same guy who invented the lights). I knew I was growing up when Daddy finally permitted me to hang one on the tree. That privilege was quickly relinquished when I dropped the ball, and it crashed into a million pieces.
The tree trimming adventure always concluded with Daddy climbing the ladder and attaching a star to the top of the tree. Then he plugged in the lights. Finally. The fruit of our labor in all its shining glory. It was uniquely ours, crafted by the personal touch of a family. All the fussing, criticizing, and arguing were replaced with joy and laughter.
More important than the tree itself, was what was placed under the tree. Gifts! There’s something so special about receiving gifts when you are a child. Heaven forbid if it was clothes. I wanted toys!
Over the years I have received many Christmas gifts. Some I remember but most are forgotten. Even those gifts that were supposed to keep on giving don’t work anymore or have long since been thrown away. That is, except for one.
The greatest Christmas gift I ever received will be with me for all eternity. This incredible gift came from God. “For to us a child is born, to us a son is given…” But this gift of unconditional and sacrificial love was not just given to me. It is available to all who receive it. (John 1:12)
Inside the eternal gift package is everything needed to sustain you through this life on earth and all of eternity. “… and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.”
This gift never goes out of style or becomes obsolete. It never loses power or wears out, never fails or disappoints. And it can never be stolen or destroyed. Always reliable and completely trustworthy.
This amazing gift was given on the first Christmas day nearly 2000 years ago. It is the gift of God’s Son, Jesus.
Have you received the gift? If not, accept Him today by asking Jesus to be Lord of your life. If you have received Him, then that is cause for thanksgiving and praise.
On this Christmas Day, take time to acknowledge the greatest gift you have ever received. Worship the Gift!
For more on this topic, check out this article: The More You Learn about Jesus – the Better He Gets
Reprinted from The Forever Notebook, Book 4 (October – December) Get your copy here: Paperback and eBook/Kindle formats.