Will the Christ Child Come?

Discussion in 'Spirituality/Worship' started by deecrossett, Dec 12, 2002.

  1. deecrossett

    deecrossett New Member

    Will the Christ Child Come?
    By Gaye Willis

    Halfway through December we were doing the regular evening things when there was a knock at the door. We opened it to find a small package with a
    beautiful ceramic lamb inside. We looked at the calendar and realized that the 12 days of Christmas were beginning!! We waiting excitedly for the next night's surprise and only then, with the gift of a matching shepherd, did we realized
    that the lamb was part of a nativity set.

    Each night we grew more excited to see what piece we would receive. Each was exquisitely beautiful. The kids kept trying to catch the givers as we slowing built the scene at the manager and began to focus on Christ's birth.

    On Christmas Eve, all the pieces were in place, but the baby Jesus. My 12 year-old son really wanted to catch our benefactors and began to devise all kinds of ways to trap them. He ate his dinner in the mini-van watching and waiting, but no one came.

    Finally we called him in to go through our family's Christmas Eve traditions. But before the kids went to bed we checked the front step-No Baby Jesus! We began to worry that my son had scared them off. My husband suggested
    that maybe they dropped the Jesus and there wouldn't be anything coming. Somehow something was missing that Christmas Eve.

    There was a feeling that things weren't complete. The kids went to bed
    and I put out Christmas, but before I went to bed I again checked to see if the Jesus had come-no, the doorstep was empty. In our family the kids can open their stockings when they want to, but they have to wait to open any presents until Dad wakes up. So one by one they woke up very early and I also woke up to watch them.

    Even before they opened their stockings, each child checked to see if perhaps during the night the baby Jesus had come. Missing that piece of the set seemed to have an odd effect. At least it changed my focus. I knew there were presents under the tree for me and I was excited to watch the children open their gifts, but first on my mind was the feeling of waiting for the ceramic Christ Child.

    We had opened just about all of the presents when one of the children found one more for me buried deep beneath the limbs of the tree. He handed me a small package from my former visiting teaching companion. This sister was somewhat less active in the church. I had learned over time they didn't have much for Christmas, so that their focus was the children. It sounded like she didn't get many gifts to open, so I had always given her a small package - new dish towels, the next year's lesson manual - not much, but something for her to open. I was touched when at Church on the day before Christmas, she had given me this small package, saying it was just a token of her love and appreciation.

    As I took off the bow, I remembered my friendship with her and was filled with gratitude for knowing her and for her kindness and sacrifice in this year giving me a gift. But as the paper fell away, I began to tremble and cry. There in the small brown box was the baby Jesus. He had come!

    I realized on that Christmas Day that Christ will come into our lives in ways that we don't expect. The spirit of Christ comes into our hearts as we serve one another. We had waited and watched for him to come, expecting the
    dramatic "knock at the door and scurrying of feet" but he came in a small, simple package that represented service, friendship, gratitude, and love.

    This experience taught me that the beginning of the true spirit of Christmas comes as we open our hearts and actively focus on the Savior. But we will most likely find him in the small and simple acts of love, friendship and service that we give to each other. This Christmas I want to feel again the joy of knowing that Christ is in our home. I want to focus on loving and serving. More than that I want to open my heart to him all year that I may see him again.

  2. moka

    moka New Member

    So beautiful! You touched my heart!
  3. Revella

    Revella New Member

    I really received a blessing reading this! It also brought to mind a Sunday School Class I had around Christmas a few years ago. The teacher had brought into the room 4 wrapped boxes. One large beautifully wrapped. One tiny one wrapped pretty but not really fancey. Another large one wrapped rather plainly, just a plain bow and wrapping paper that wasn't really expensive looking then there was medium size box wrapped in paper from a brown paper grocery bag. She asked each of us which one we would chose if we had a choice. She then began to open them. The large one wrapped plainly had an old airless basketball. The tiny pretty one was some brown beans. The big elaborately wrapped box had a pair of diry socks in it. The one in the plain brown grocery bag paper had a very expensive watch in it. She went on to explain how the best things are not always in beautiful packages and/or beautiful surroundings. The very best gift was in the plainest package, just like our Greatest Gift came in a plain package as a human and in plain surroundings of a manger. This has really stuck with me. THanks for the reminder!