It’s Christmas Eve…
I imagine that Heaven leaned a little closer to earth that night to get a peek at the miracle about to take place. Quiet, stilled breath. Waiting. Heaven knew. The world didn’t know yet, but they were waiting too. Waiting for a Savior, but mostly for a King that would disrupt the political agendas and alleviate the heavy burden of religiosity.
Oh the waiting…praying for relief, praying for rest, praying for rescue.
It all sounds so familiar. I know the empty echo of fighting traffic, rushing from store to store and party after party, pasting a smile on your face hoping no one notices the sorrow underneath. Present wrapping, ornament stringing when all does not feel merry and bright.
Sweet soul, it’s coming. All you are hoping for is on the way.
If what you need this year is to step away from the expectations of the busy commercial world, then I invite you to the manger. Come as you are, weary and heavy laden. Sit for a minute or two. The hope of heaven is near. He may only be a baby but He has come for you and He doesn’t care how many presents are under the tree. He IS the gift. He doesn’t need you to smile or hang ornaments. Lay it all down in the manger. Cry if you need to, He knows.
Breathe. Rest. Your Savior has come.
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