I’m all out of frankincense, but I have a few gifts to offer the Child King this year.
When you love, you give.
I love Joey, so I can’t help myself from buying him gifts…even if we agree not to. And when I see something at a store–hummus at Whole Foods, for example–I buy it for Pascha and Laura because they love it and I love them. When Finn wants the last bite of my cookie, he gets it.
And I love my Lord. I’m longing to give to Him. But what can I offer the Almighty? Everything I have is because of Him anyway.
Life has been whirling around us this Christmas season. I feel like I’m inside the snow globe. All I have to show for decorations is this tiny tinsel tree.
I will offer Him my home anyway.
Despite the lack of festivity in my home, my heart may be more prepared for Christ’s coming than ever before. LifeChurch.tv’s worship series, Come to Worship, has been gently drawing my heart nearer and nearer to the manger–that stinky cave where the King of Kings chose to make His arrival, bringing beauty to my ugly. I will offer Him my heart.
As a personal trainer, I only get paid when my clients show up, and I’ve had six cancellations in the past two days. I will offer Him our money. Because it’s His anyway.
I’m a really good trainer. I haven’t always been able to say this with confidence, but over the years I’ve seen enough clients’ lives change because of an hour or three per week of training with me. I can say that’s a gift. It’s also my ministry. I aim to nourish the whole person as I train…mentally, spiritually, emotionally, and of course, physically. I offer Him my gifts of coaching and career.
I wish I was as good of a mom as I am a trainer. I sometimes feel unnatural and ill-equipped as a parent…especially in the middle of the night. But I sure love my kids. Goodness, I love them with everything in me. They are my heart. My nose gets all sting-y just thinking about their beautiful faces. Finn’s obsession with Thomas continues, he delivers astonishingly clear sentences, and has been working on walking using the RGO with our Sooner Start therapist.
Paisley is no longer colicky. Praise Jesus! But she’s become the happiest, flirtiest baby during the day and the crankiest, loudest baby at night. She bunny hops on all fours and can walk if you hold her hands. She smiles for her brother like no one else.
Baby will be 6 months old on Christmas Day. Can’t believe it. I offer Him my kids.
Jesus, thank you for giving Yourself. Your gift makes all mine pale in comparison. Still, I offer you my life.