Ever had a gift you’ve received create a real impact?
Not just something lovely and good or that knocks something else off ‘the list’ but such a gift that it put in motion a series of journeys or changes or altered you for good? Where promises were fulfilled?
A gift you couldn’t deny would start something new?
I must admit, I’ve had a few over the years that I would say fit that description.
My fourteen year old self who was given her first canvas and oil paints, and the entire world of art was opened up to me and it was like a hidden part of me was let loose.
The first time my seventeen year old self held a camera and used a darkroom (yes, an actual room, with actual negatives and the smell of developer) and years later when my husband surprised me with my first digital camera, again a new world was opened up.
Even my diagnosis for Early Onset Dysthymic Disorder was an amazing gift. At the age of 39 that title meant I wasn’t a lousy, lazy, fake, ill, confused wife/mom/human after all but someone on a journey with a mood disorder since eleven years of age, who needed help navigating life. That gift of diagnosis set me free from so many things, and put me on this journey I’m on right now, writing for you.
Clearly I’ve been thinking much about gifts.
It’s not that unusual. Christmas is fast approaching now, and more than receiving, I love the act of thinking about all of the people I love and digging up the best ways to show it with a gift.
I spent time today thinking about the gift. One that would rock someone’s world.
But it was before I stopped to look at any physical list. It was during my quiet time in His presence before I was tempted to obsess about presents.It was about my time in His presence before I was tempted to obsess about presents. Click To Tweet
It was a gift that affected lives, created an impact felt for thousands of years, and started journeys that altered lives both immediate, and for centuries to come.
A gift who could alter us today if we let it. Altered at a manger, the best Christmas altar, to bow and worship before or lay our lives down at, that we’ve ever known. Since the first of the shepherds, since the first kings with their gifts.
This incredible gift meant not just to delight, but to save. A living gift wrapped in his mother’s arms, His heavenly Father watching it all, the shadow-whisper of a cross in the light of that star. A gift that would have a ripple effect of eternal proportions.
And talk about altering everything. Or journeys started. Or lives changed.
History hung on a young girl’s yes. An honest man’s honour. A census set in motion. A ruler’s insecurities threatened. A landlord’s cave filled with animals. The obedience of local shepherds. The call of kings far away.
Born into a cave. For all of us.
Resurrected from a cave. For all of us.
I had to let the magnitude sink in.
The Father certainly knows how to put together the best of gifts.
A gift with an overwhelming and holy impact. Goes by the name of Immanuel. So that we’re never alone. And never lost. Ever again.
It’s easy to forget the first Christmas gift in the swirl of festivities. It’s easy to think maybe there’s nothing left for you at Christmas either, as reality looms large lately.
But there’s this one gift.
You don’t want to miss it.
He waits at the mouth of a cave.
Newly born, and then newly risen. And that shadow of a cross is just that. Nothing more than a shadow. One that disperses every time we accept the gift, wrapped in His Light.
I could weep at the divine goodness of it all.
He is the gift that forever alters.He is the gift that forever alters. Click To Tweet
So approach the throne of the One who loves you that much, via the Christmas altar. That altar in the shape of a manger. An altar ready for shepherds and kings. An altar for everyone. See them all bow low. Marveling at the wonder of it all. Lay down all the things, all the trials, all the needs.
And receive the gift still waiting just for you.
And then get ready.
This is exactly the kind of gift that doesn’t end with Christmas. It will put in motion a series of journeys, or changes, and it might even alter you for good. Where promises are suddenly fulfilled.
Wait. Where have I heard that before? *wink*
The kind of gift you can’t ever deny, with ramifications you can’t ever imagine.
All at the Christmas altar.
All from the Gift that alters every time.
And all we have to do?
Have you accepted your gift yet?
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