...and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room in the inn. Luke 2:7
"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." -Winnie the Pooh
Christmas over 2000 years ago. The changes are evident, yet the reason behind the season remains consistent, today and forever.
As we hustle around, jumping into our cars, preparing to take trips to the big cities for shopping, Mary and Joseph hopped on the back of a donkey and prepared for a big trip to Bethlehem. As we drive around the mall parking lot searching for the nearest vacant spot, Mary and Joseph searched the town of Bethlehem for a vacant room to give birth to Jesus. As we gather together in a warm house filled with the smells of our favorite holiday dishes, the family of Jesus gathered in a crowded stable filled with the smells of nearby animals. And as we look to map quest for directions to grandma’s house, the wise men looked to the sky for a star that would lead them to the King.
Oh, how times have changed since the birth of our Jesus. But I am reminded of one fact that has not changed over the years. That fact is that in the stable that special night in Bethlehem, all those years ago, a holy infant was born. And word of this holy infant spread throughout the lands. The angels sang praises and shepherds came to worship Him. When the people came to see this little bundle wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger, they could sit and stare in awe at the miracle that was unfolding about them. This was no ordinary baby. This baby was fulfilling the prophecies they had heard about. This baby had come to save the world.
As a Christian, as someone who loves Jesus with all her heart, I am compelled to share with others the miracle that happened that day. You see, although it has been many years since Jesus was born, the miracle of His birth still needs to be shared with people. Just as people walked the earth all those years ago, searching to catch a glimpse of this baby, this boy, this man named Jesus, we also have people all around us searching for that relationship with this one man named Jesus.
I love the words that Jesus’ mother, Mary, spoke when the angels delivered the news that she was going to give birth to the son of God. She said, “I am the Lord’s servant. May it be to me as you have said.”
What faith this young woman had! Was she scared? Probably. Was she nervous about giving birth to God’s Son? I would guess so. Was she unsure of what the future held? Sure. But was she obedient and willing to do as God asked her to do? Definitely, yes.
That’s what I want to be like! Will some people think I’m strange for believing in the birth of Jesus? Probably. Will some people want to walk away from me when I try telling them that the Savior of the world was born in a stable 2000 years ago? I would guess so. Will some people smile politely and say this religious stuff isn’t for them? Sure. But will it be worth it when even one person comes to realize that the real reason behind the Christmas season is to celebrate the birth of Jesus, the Savior of the world? Definitely, yes.
I am going to pray that as we go about this holiday season, we ask God for the boldness to share with people about our relationship with Jesus. That He will give us all we need to give people the real meaning behind the holiday season. That we share the real story about the first Christmas just as it is recorded in the bible in Luke 2. People searched for Him all those years ago. And people are continuing to search for the love and peace that He offers. May God bless you as you spread the word of the true meaning of this Christmas season!
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"What's the real meaning of Christmas?", a frustrated Charlie Brown asks his friend Linus.
Let's take a journey through some of our family traditions and see if we can help Charlie Brown find the "real" meaning of Christmas.
Every December our family begins the many traditions that we have done since I was a child. There is the cutting and decorating of the tree. The special shopping trip with just mom and daughters. The trip to Toys R Us with the kids. The giving of hints to dad as to what he should go buy mom. And the list goes on. Then Christmas Eve arrives. Every Christmas Eve, three generations of my family head to church. As we sit together, sing the Christmas carols, and read the scripture, we can’t help but feel blessed and thankful for the celebration we are here to recognize. The birth of Jesus. It seems that although the year that has gone by wasn’t always an easy road; there is peace here. Peace in knowing we have a Savior who loves us through our triumphs and through our struggles. Peace in knowing that we are surrounded by family. Family who also loves us through those triumphs and struggles.
But our Christmas Eve doesn’t end there. As we sing the closing song by candlelight, we are enjoying the moment, but also greatly anticipating what’s to come.
Christmas Eve continues as we arrive at Grandpa and Grandma’s house. The little ones are excited about the opportunity to open their one traditional Christmas Eve gift. All other gifts must wait for morning. (I won’t mislead you. I get excited about that Christmas Eve gift too!) As the children study the gifts, the older children and adults scurry around the house to find as many Bibles as they can. Then the home is calm. Well as calm as it gets with 20 excited people. As everyone here knows, tradition has its order tonight and the gifts are last. First, it is time to take turns reading the Christmas story from the Bible. Grandpa assigns verses to everyone and even the early readers give their try at sounding out the words to this precious story of the birth of Jesus. After Jesus is born, the shepherds have come to worship, and the wise men visit, we close our Bibles and sense we are on our way to finding the real meaning of Christmas.
For some reason Grandma’s part of the night makes us all pretty nervous, especially those new comers to the family like the sons in law. Grandma begins, “Everyone put your name on two slips of paper and put them in the bowl. Now pass the bowl around and pick out two different names.” By now the sons in law are sweating a little.
Grandma continues, “We’ll take turns going around to each person. When we get to the person who’s name you have on your slip you must share with the group something you really love, appreciate, or admire about that person.” Whew! Now those sons in law are really sweating…especially the ones who chose the mother in law's name!
As we go around the circle it isn’t long before tears fill our eyes as we share with one another from our hearts what it is that we love about one another. The words may be from a four-year-old to his daddy. “I like it when my daddy wrestles me.” They may be spoken from a father to his son in law. “Thank you for loving my daughter for being the husband you are to her and the daddy you are to my grandchildren.” From a husband to his wife. “I appreciate your support through this difficult year. I love you.” Regardless of the words, they are sincere. They are full of love. Yes, even the ones from the sons in law. I do have to confess. We do love watching them squirm their first year of sharing.
After that evening, I can say, “Well Charlie Brown, I found the real meaning of Christmas.” And it centers around one little word, love. It all began because of the love our Heavenly Father had for us when he sent His Son to earth as a precious baby boy. This season, as I celebrate the love He has given me, I will try to share some love with those around me. I’ll start right now. I pray you will be blessed this Christmas Season. May you find the love of Jesus. When you do, wrap it up in your heart and be ready to give it away to someone you see who needs to receive this most special gift. And I guarantee that love will be the one gift that you’ll be happy to have returned!
I hope you enjoyed the revisiting of a Christmas Eve spent with our family. The above was actually written and published in the Bay City Times in 2003. That's quite a few years ago! My youngest children have gone from the youngest in the group, to having cousins and nieces taking that position. My older children have gone from teenagers to married men, bringing their spouses to the group. Since that time, we have also had many other changes. Toys R Us has closed, so that tradition has disappeared. We have gone from a real tree to a fake one, so our Christmas tromping through the snow has also disappeared. And yet, there is a part that is far from disappearing. In fact, it is growing. It is the Christmas Eve tradition explained above. We no longer have three generations heading to church; instead we have four. We no longer have 20 people joining in on the sharing at the grandparents, instead we have about 30. There are a couple new "in-laws" this year, so we still do look forward to seeing them squirm a little during the sharing time. So, as much has changed, much has also remained the same. And so it is with the Word of God. His story never changes. May we continue to put Jesus and then our families, at the forefront this Christmas Season. Let us continue to allow the "real" meaning of Christmas shine through.
God Bless each of you this Christmas Season. May the light of Jesus shine forth within your homes, and your hearts.
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One gift. Oh, I waited all week for that one gift. On Christmas Eve, it was our family tradition to each open one gift from under the Christmas tree. During the day one could find me searching under the tree for any gifts that had my name on them. However, being the “rule-follower” I was, I would not disobey the “do not touch” any gifts rule. This made it difficult for me to see if my name was on any of the packages that were buried underneath others. So, I made this concession: if my siblings happened to disobey the “rule” (which I could certainly count on them doing), I would not tattle on them. I’d like to say it was the “Christmas Spirit” that kept me from tattling, but it was actually because I could use their disobedience to my advantage. They move the gifts; I sit behind them and see if I can find my name on any of the underlying gifts. The plan worked quite splendidly. After all, we were all eager to choose the one gift for the night. Our level of excitement exposed our childhood dreams…that one gift was surely going to be something special.
Tonight, we find ourselves just about ready to head into the month of December, where we will begin the 24-day Countdown to Christmas. I don’t know about you, but I get excited about it. I look forward to the month full of all the holiday traditions. I even have some sleepless nights because I am too excited. Yes, that’s a true statement…my husband smiles and nods his head…that’s my girl. It’s just part of who I am; I absolutely love Christmas.
My reasons for this love are vast. Some of them are family-centered. Others tradition-centered. And others Jesus-centered. Most of them are a combination of all three of those areas.
Many years ago, in the Book of Micah, it was written, “But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you will come for me one who will be ruler over Israel, whose origins are from old, from ancient times.”
That scripture is one of many in the Old Testament that prophetically speaks of the coming of the birth of Jesus. The people waited. They waited for that one gift. They would look for signs. They would listen to the religious teachers. They would anticipate this magnificent gift that would one day come from Bethlehem.
As we countdown to Christmas this year, I will be taking the opportunity to share a story and scripture each day for the next 24 days. They will focus on the much anticipated, eagerly awaited birth of Jesus. I'd love for you to join me on this Countdown to Christmas! Stop by this blog or connect on my social media, and we will do this together. Because the one gift, that one gift given on Christmas Day, was surely something special. It's definitely something we want to get excited about! Let's create an atmosphere of awe in our hearts and our homes, as we countdown to Christmas together.
Misty Cramer is an author & speaker who recently released her first book. The Every Day God, 40 Daily Devotions for Walking with God through Everyday Moments, quickly made its way to Amazon's #1 New Release and Best Seller lists in multiple categories. In this book, she authentically shares her own story to remind us all that God has a specific plan, even in the midst of life's messes. She has been married to Todd for 39 years and has five adult sons. While they enjoy their time as "empty nesters" in rural Michigan, they also love visits from their sons, two daughters-in-law, and two granddaughters. Misty sends out a monthly devotion as part of her newsletter, and she'd love to send it along to you. The link to subscribe to the devotion, as well as the link to Misty's book can be found below:
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Day 1: Luke 1
I want you to picture yourself receiving very important GREAT news. I mean news so GREAT that you can’t even believe it’s coming out of the person’s mouth. You are amazed! Dumbfounded! Ecstatic!
And then you respond with, “How can I be sure of this?”
This is what Zechariah said to the angel who delivered the GREAT news to him. News that he was going to be a father after all these years! I think he was amazed. Dumbfounded. And even ecstatic. But he also was like…seriously? Do you know how old I am?
It actually seems like a pretty legit question to me. However, his response wasn’t taken very well. He found himself unable to speak until the baby arrived.
Then we have Mary. She also gets a visit by an angel. The same angel, in fact. The angel tells her she will have a baby. Wow! Crazy news, especially since she is a virgin. Miraculous news. I’m sure she too was amazed. Dumbfounded. And a whole lot more. And she said, “How will this be, since I am a virgin?” Again, I’d say a pretty legit question.
The angel goes on to explain more details to Mary, and then Mary sings praises to the Lord.
If we look at the two questions, they really aren’t very far off from one another, are they? And yet unlike Mary, the angel’s response to Zechariah was that he was made mute. This has me considering the heart of the those who were questioning the angel. If the words are similar, but one of them was considered offensive, I’m thinking there was some “tone” in Zechariah’s response that wasn’t quite right.
This causes me to consider how often my heart, my tone, is not properly lined up with God. I may respond to something someone said or did with a reaction that is offensive. Ungrateful. Unpraiseworthy.
It’s often not our words that are the problem. Perhaps it is our tone. And our tone reflects the condition of our heart. Something we might think we can hide, and yet, who can see our heart? The Lord. He always sees the heart.
As we go about our day, let us consider the condition of our hearts when we respond to the words and actions of others. Will we choose to respond in the tone of Zechariah? Or will we choose to respond in the tone of Mary? I choose Mary. How about you?
This is Day 1 of the Countdown to Christmas Luke Challenge. Join me and others as we read one chapter each day from the book of Luke. Then return here each day for a breakdown of one piece of the chapter. The entire book of Luke is filled with wonderful news, so it is a challenge to choose only one thing per day to touch on, but that’s what I will do. And I’d love to hear what part of the chapter impacted you most. Share in the comments, so we can all learn from one another. Did you read Chapter 1 of Luke yet today? There’s still time! Have a wonderful day, Friends!
Misty Cramer is an author & speaker who recently released her first book. The Every Day God, 40 Daily Devotions for Walking with God through Everyday Moments, quickly made its way to Amazon's #1 New Release and Best Seller lists in multiple categories. In this book, she authentically shares her own story to remind us all that God has a specific plan, even in the midst of life's messes. She has been married to Todd for 39 years and has five adult sons. While they enjoy their time as "empty nesters" in rural Michigan, they also love visits from their sons, two daughters-in-law, and two granddaughters. Misty sends out a monthly devotion as part of her newsletter, and she'd love to send it along to you. The link to subscribe to the devotion, as well as the link to Misty's book can be found below:
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The last of the visitors left the hospital room. Todd (my hubby) and I cherished a few more minutes of sitting with our newborn baby, soaking in the miracle of birth. We admired his tiny fingers and toes as we unwrapped the blanket a bit. The gift that laid before us wiggled, and made “baby noses” that once again brought tears to our eyes. After one more kiss on the baby’s head, Todd gently kissed me. Brushing the hair from my face, he whispered, “great job, Babe. I love you and I will see you in the morning.” He quietly made his way out of the room, glancing back at me one more time; love streaming from his eyes.
The hospital no longer rang with activity echoing through the hallways. Only the hushed voices of nurses could be heard from across the hall. One look at the clock on the wall told me I should be exhausted. It had been a long day. My body had just birthed another human; that thought still boggled my mind. And yet, the sleep that was calling me would need to be patient. I was holding my baby.
I stared at him. I unwrapped him again, and marveled at this gift, this tiny human that had been placed under my care. Swaddling him once again in the blanket that wrapped tightly around his body, I began to speak to him. And to God, I suppose. After all, it was just the three of us in the room now. I spoke hopes and dreams over this little man. I spoke prayers over this little body. I spoke truth over him, assuring him that he would always be loved…yes, by me. By his family. But most importantly by his Creator. His Savior. He would always be loved. Forever loved.
Our time together, just my baby and I, left me pondering. Wondering what plans God had for this little guy. Our time together, just my baby and I, left me treasuring. Savoring this moment. Storing up every second, tucking it tightly into a spot in my heart where it would remain forever. This moment would etch its way into my heart, marking me in a way that I didn’t fully understand.
That was the scenario for the births of each of my five sons. Those moments during the late-night hours in the hospital truly were a gift to me. When I allow my mind to go back to that place, I feel only peace. It’s as if the arms of God had my baby and I enveloped in His love. It was tangible. As a mom, it will remain one of the highlights of motherhood. It’s sort of strange in a way; because it’s a time that my little men will never remember. A time they will never remember, but a time I will always treasure.
Our reading today for our Christmas Countdown is Luke 2. And in it I found myself relating to Mary. Soon after she had given birth to Jesus, the shepherds made their way to the stable. They were amazed and began to spread the word concerning this birth. And then verse 19 says, “But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.” The world was hearing about and celebrating the birth of her Son, and she was quietly treasuring, pondering. She most certainly had the heart of a mom; I believe her thoughts went far deeper, far further than the thoughts of the others in the stable.
Years later, as Jesus had grown into a twelve-year-old boy, Mary and Joseph had “lost” him. When he was later found in the temple courts, his parents questioned his disappearance. Jesus said, “Why were you searching for me? Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house?” (vs 49) Following this discussion, Mary once again finds herself pondering. Scripture tells us in verse 51, “But his mother treasured all these things in her heart.” Once again, I see the heart of a mom. Her thoughts went deep. Her thoughts went far. She was treasuring these things in her heart, wondering about his future. What did life hold for him? Perhaps she found herself reflecting back to the moments in the stable. A time when she was able to protect and nurture her son in a way she no longer could do.
I am not sure my exact point with today’s scripture. I only know what God placed on my heart within Luke Chapter 2. He took me back to a place, decades ago, where I had moments in a quiet hospital room with each of my five sons. A place I can never physically go again, but a place that still brings tears to my eyes when I visit it in my minds-eye. A place where God filled my heart with a love for another person in a way that can never be explained. A place where God was so present that I could feel Him pour Himself upon my life and the life of the little man I held in my arms. A place where love and hopes and dreams and prayers seeped out of my pours, landing on the heart of a baby who would never remember this moment, but who would one day catch a glimpse of all that was poured over him in that dimly lit, quiet, hospital room. A place where the three of us experienced a moment in history that would serve as a foundation for the days and years ahead.
My prayer for you today is that you feel the presence of the Lord. I pray you take time to treasure and ponder, as Mary did, about the Son. The Son, who was born in Bethlehem all those years ago. The Son who was born with a love for you that can serve as your foundation in the days and years ahead.
You can find Day 1/Luke 1 of our Christmas Countdown on this blog too. And connect on Facebook or here each day leading up to Christmas for a new message. Thanks for joining in on the Christmas Countdown. Feel free to leave a thumbs up or comment if you're joining me on the Countdown. Enjoy your day, Friends! May you experience the love of the Son today and always.
Misty Cramer is an author & speaker who recently released her first book. The Every Day God, 40 Daily Devotions for Walking with God through Everyday Moments, quickly made its way to Amazon's #1 New Release and Best Seller lists in multiple categories. In this book, she authentically shares her own story to remind us all that God has a specific plan, even in the midst of life's messes. She has been married to Todd for 39 years and has five adult sons. While they enjoy their time as "empty nesters" in rural Michigan, they also love visits from their sons, two daughters-in-law, and two granddaughters. Misty sends out a monthly devotion as part of her newsletter, and she'd love to send it along to you. The link to subscribe to the devotion, as well as the link to Misty's book can be found below:
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As I read Luke 3 today, I couldn’t help but pick up on the excitement and anticipation that was building surrounding the arrival of Jesus. The chapter is filled with teaching from John, and in this teaching, he shares the great news of the One who would come after him. He lets the expectant people know that there is someone who is coming who is far greater than he. He shares, “But one who is more powerful than I will come…”. He is making sure the people understand that he, John, is not the Messiah…while building the anticipation for the One who will soon arrive.
How is your excitement level today? I’m not asking if your excited about your tree or your shopping or even your family. I’m asking what your excitement level is for the One who we celebrate. The One who is far greater than us. The One who deserves all glory, honor, and praise.
Jesus later will go on to instruct the people, including us, to go and make disciples of all nations. He is asking us to take our excitement to another level and share it with others. He is asking us to take the love He has for each of us, and show it to others.
Today, on Day 3 of our Christmas Countdown, would you excitedly share the love of Jesus with someone? Just as my boys were beaming with excitement over the arrival of their older brothers, we should also be beaming with excitement over the fact that we have news to share…news the world needs to hear. News of the upcoming celebration of the birth of Jesus, our reason for hope. Will you share this news with someone today?
You can find Day 1 & 2/Luke 1 & 2 of our Christmas Countdown on this blog too. And connect on Facebook or here each day leading up to Christmas for a new message. Thanks for joining in on the Christmas Countdown. Feel free to leave a thumbs up or comment if you're joining me on the Countdown. Enjoy your day, Friends! May you experience the love of the Son today and always.
Misty Cramer is an author & speaker who recently released her first book. The Every Day God, 40 Daily Devotions for Walking with God through Everyday Moments, quickly made its way to Amazon's #1 New Release and Best Seller lists in multiple categories. In this book, she authentically shares her own story to remind us all that God has a specific plan, even in the midst of life's messes. She has been married to Todd for 39 years and has five adult sons. While they enjoy their time as "empty nesters" in rural Michigan, they also love visits from their sons, two daughters-in-law, and two granddaughters. Misty sends out a monthly devotion as part of her newsletter, and she'd love to send it along to you. The link to subscribe to the devotion, as well as the link to Misty's book can be found below:
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