It's easy to forget that this day is not about you and me.
That it's not about the snow falling outside, as I write this, or the cinnamon roll I just ate.
It's not about the music in the background or the good meal and family time ahead for us.
It's not even about the presents.
I forget that sometime. And when all of the above doesn't fall into place you'll hear me say
"it just doesn't feel like Christmas".
It was a normal day for this world, as far as the people were concerned. A day of work, of routine. Nothing special. Or so it seemed.
And yet God, in His infinite wisdom, chose that particular day to provide a way of salvation for you and me. And He chose it in a form of a baby.
And He didn't plan it to be "special" in the ways that we would think it needed to be. He had Our Saviour born to a very young, inexperienced couple. He had the birth take place in the discomfort of a stable. A smelly, dirty place intended for animals. Certainly not built with the intention that a King would be born there.
He made a grand announcement, not to the high society of the times, but rather to a bunch of poor, dirty shepherds.
And then He put this young couple, with a small child, on the run for their lives. Having to trust fully in Him. That what He had said would come to pass.
Yes, the wise men came to worship Him eventually but I don't recall hearing of them at the foot of the cross as He was dying.
And, now, you and I are asked to fully trust Him. That what He said will come to pass.
No, the day doesn't always feel like what it is. But it is what it was meant to be.
While our whole family was together earlier this month, we were blessed that a good friend of Jason and Kellie (who just so happens to be a professional photographer) volunteered (by his wife's nudges!) to take some family pictures for us.
What a gift!
This guy still gives me butterflies!
Our "crazy" grandchildren. Our cup runneth over with joy!
You can get a little bit of a glimpse of their personalities with these pictures!
Our family has a lot of fun together and I think Rich captured our enjoyment of each other.
side note: Notice Jake on Brett's shoulders. While taking these picture, at some point, Brett spit on the ground. (he said later that right after he did it he knew it was a mistake) Jake copied him. Then Brett heard, "oh, that was a mistake." He continued to tell Brett that he had spit but it landed in Brett's hair - thus the mistake. He then proceeded to try and wipe it off. Not so good for Brett's purposely messed up hair. Oh well, like Brett said - he made the first mistake!
Josh and Jodi thought it was a great time to have a good picture taken of their family together....
Actually, I think it's great. Each person is so themselves in this picture. It's a keeper!
Thank you so much Rich Smith! They are the greatest and we are blessed that you would do this for us. And Heather, thank you for the little arm twisting that you may have had to do!
There are so many great writers out there and I have no intention to try and put myself on their playing field. These writings are for me - things God has shown me, things I have seen, things I need to remember. If God would use any line of it to encourage someone or pause them to ponder I would be over joyed.