I am back in the USA for a fortnight to visit family and friends before heading back home and it’s been interesting so far! As soon as I got off the aeroplane, we went to my Aunt’s house for Christmas Eve pizza and chicken wings. I forgot how it wouldn’t be Christmas without the dysfunctional family banter (prescriptions…politics…Italy…heath insurance….wine) but it was a good laugh to be honest and I’m sure most families are the same.
Today is Christmas Day, one of my favourite days of the year. I had the pleasure to take part in the school Christmas service and loved re-reading the Christmas story as told in Luke. Sometimes we pass by important details such as the shepherds being ordinary people and they were the ones that first saw Jesus in the manger. Mary was a poor teenager from a small town and the Saviour of the world as born in a daughty stable. The three gifts that the Magi bring are very symbolic…gold for a King, frankincense was used by priests as they prayed to God and myrrh was an expensive spice, commonly used in burial. It’s a fantastic story!
I think though, the first Christmas would have been difficult and not the nice sweet Victorian Christmas imagine we imagine. But the other bits of Christmas (gifts, parties, eggnog, food, songs) are good fun as well. Sometimes also, we forget that Jesus didn’t STAY a baby, he grew up and died for us on the cross.
Not to be super clich`e, but I thought I would end on a thought that for me, Christmas isn’t the birth of another world religion. Or the opportunity to get the new games console. It’s God demonstrating his love for mankind and whilst other gifts are great, the gift of Jesus is the best gift of all.
This past week I have really felt God’s love. A few days ago I was in a bit of a scary car accident when my car slid on black ice and went through two fences, a tree, and a ditch. I wasn’t hurt at ALL (I had a bit of a sore shoulder, but after people prayed the pain totally went away!) but when the car went into a skid, everything went into slow motion so I had time to think, pray, and brace myself. I was pretty sure it wasn’t my time to go just yet, there’s so much to do with the young people still and I did want to see my family for Christmas but the car is a write-off sadly. When the police came, they told me a guy a year younger than me had died earlier in the night on the same road and I was lucky to be alive. But I know God watches over me (Psalm 121) and protects me and I wasn’t hurt at all, just a bit shaken up and in need of a cup of tea. At the end of the day, a car is a car…and at Christmas a gift is a gift. Sometimes they don’t even last very long (if its rubbish!) but this Christmas, pause for a bit and just think of the miracle that we celebrate today.
I really would like to go out and celebrate Christmas, but in the USA it seems most churches are CLOSED on Christmas Day (!?!) and I find Christmas Eve services difficult to go to (also, I didn’t arrive til after 7pm). As most people just go at Christmas, surely we might be missing an outreach opportunity here? Isn’t this the day we celebrate Jesus’ birth? I know people want to spend time with their families, etc but to be honest would it hurt ONE church out of thousands to be open? I think I’m just bitter and miss the UK tradition of ‘watchnight’ services at 11pm Christmas Eve followed by a Christmas Day service, I do like a good ol’ fashioned Christmas tradition!
