Teenagers and young adults are sometimes shortsighted. All of their dreams for the future seem far away and sometimes unattainable. One of the most profound lessons I have learned over my lifetime is that life happens in seasons, and our expectations flavor our, "here and now."
One December, about thirty years ago, I found myself driving through a lovely neighborhood in South Tampa. There were twinkling Christmas lights and fresh evergreen wreaths inviting visitors at every door. I rolled to a stop somewhere near the intersection of Himes and Watrous Avenue, and as I glanced up, I was mesmerized by the scene playing out before me. Through a cozy window, I saw a family gathered around a young man playing the guitar. They were singing Christmas carols and making merry. They were so beautiful! Feeling sorry for myself, I began to cry. Why couldn't I have that picture perfect family? Why couldn't I have Norman Rockwell in all it's familial splendor?
What I failed to see that day, is that I created my own misery. My inflated expectations of the holidays, brought on by Hallmark Christmas specials and other television media, were making me grumpy and sad. I did not yet know the love of Jesus or the true meaning of Christmas, and covetous, false expectation flavored my perspective until I was born again in 1997.
A couple of years after my salvation, I was given the opportunity to share my new perspective during a church luncheon. This is the handout we shared with the ladies that day. My focus had shifted from me to Jesus, and Christmas was never the same again.
Christmas is not about gifts, decorations, food or family. Christmas is about the hope Jesus brings us. It is being grateful for grace.
With thanksgiving,
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