ValleyGal
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I decided I do not want to put up a Christmas tree anymore. Yes, I still want to celebrate Christmas! After all, as the song goes, "Christmas is about the cross" and that is where my faith is. Here's the thing, though. Christmas trees to me are synonymous with gift-giving. And heaven knows over the years I have become a pretty good gift-giver, for the most part. Till now, I gave gifts based on commercialism, based on what the person wants, based on the idea that we give as a symbol of the gifts the wisemen brought from afar to present to him. I have always loved to decorate the tree, put up other fun decorations, make a great big meal of stuffed turkey breast roasted atop more stuffing and all the trimmings.
Last year there was no Christmas spirit. I was drowning in the wake of a verbal separation and still living under the same roof. I was broken, deeply hurt, torn; I was a mess, and I was still recovering from the heavy weight of full time school as well as full time work. I was the living embodiment of exhaustion.
So when I finally got my act together and prepared for Christmas, I decided no tree. I was not in the festive mood. In fact, there were no decorations at all except my very plain and simple Willow nativity figurines. It was on the writing table, where there was room for the gifts to go under the table. And it was there that I realized exactly how broken I was, placing gifts at the base of the nativity, even a gift to my husband, who would be moving out at the end of the month. It was there I realized that gifts - not just the ones under the tree, but the ones I give all year long, and not just tangible gifts, but the gift of self - those are not given to the recipient. They are a gift given to the Lord Jesus, though he is not the recipient. It reminded me of the verse that says to show hospitality to the stranger because we may actually be entertaining angels. God knows what we give and the heart with which we give.
It was under that table that I learned a very valuable lesson about giving. So this year, and every year from now on, I give up the tree and place my gifts at the nativity, as a symbol of the true recipient...I give as though I am giving to Jesus himself. I give not just a tangible gift, but I give of my self, my heart, a little of my spirit. And if it happens to be broken, that's okay because I can give that part to Jesus and he will take good care of it for me.
I give up the Christmas tree!
Last year there was no Christmas spirit. I was drowning in the wake of a verbal separation and still living under the same roof. I was broken, deeply hurt, torn; I was a mess, and I was still recovering from the heavy weight of full time school as well as full time work. I was the living embodiment of exhaustion.
So when I finally got my act together and prepared for Christmas, I decided no tree. I was not in the festive mood. In fact, there were no decorations at all except my very plain and simple Willow nativity figurines. It was on the writing table, where there was room for the gifts to go under the table. And it was there that I realized exactly how broken I was, placing gifts at the base of the nativity, even a gift to my husband, who would be moving out at the end of the month. It was there I realized that gifts - not just the ones under the tree, but the ones I give all year long, and not just tangible gifts, but the gift of self - those are not given to the recipient. They are a gift given to the Lord Jesus, though he is not the recipient. It reminded me of the verse that says to show hospitality to the stranger because we may actually be entertaining angels. God knows what we give and the heart with which we give.
It was under that table that I learned a very valuable lesson about giving. So this year, and every year from now on, I give up the tree and place my gifts at the nativity, as a symbol of the true recipient...I give as though I am giving to Jesus himself. I give not just a tangible gift, but I give of my self, my heart, a little of my spirit. And if it happens to be broken, that's okay because I can give that part to Jesus and he will take good care of it for me.
I give up the Christmas tree!