My family starts thinking about Christmas at Thanksgiving
because that's when we are usually all together and can "pick names,"
selecting the person we will buy for that year. We started using the wish list
method a few years ago, to make the buying easier. Everyone sends their lists
to me and I send them out to the rest of the family.
I always enjoy reading the lists - it's quite interesting
how everyone's personality comes out in the things they ask for. For instance,
one of my sons-in-law is usually quite specific about his requests - it's not
just a pair of socks, it's a pair of black socks made of a certain blend of
material and patterned in a certain way. This year item number one was a series
of baseball trading cards. I shook my head when I read it. Where on earth would
we ever find such a thing?
About two weeks after receiving his list I participated in a
fund-raiser for a local group. They had a silent auction as well as a number of
booths set up with all kinds of Christmas gift ideas. I sighed as I wandered
among them, wishing I could get some of my shopping done, but not too hopeful
about finding what was on those lists. Then I saw it - a small sign -
"Baseball Trading Cards." I blinked and stepped closer.
There were a few packs of cards along with a book. Not
knowing anything about baseball, I hesitated. What if these weren't the cards
he wanted? What if I had to make a high bid and it was a disappointment to him?
Then I felt that little nudge in my spirit. "This is a gift. Just accept
it." I took a step closer. I wrote down my name and put a dollar amount
beside it. When I won the item, I sighed again. Even if the dates on the cards
were wrong, at least my son-in-law would know I tried to get him what he
wanted.
When I got home later that day I immediately went to my
computer and looked at the Christmas lists. I sat back in stunned wonder when I
read that number one item my son-in-law had listed. The dates on the cards I
had won were exactly the dates he wanted! Then I smiled. I couldn't stop
thinking about the look on his face when he opens that present. I knew he would
be "over-the-moon" happy.
Then I thought about that nudge when I hesitated to put a
bid on the auction sheet. "This is a gift. Just accept it."
That's what God the Father says to the world every year at
Christmas time. He presents His Son, the one who died for the sins of this sad
weary world, and says, this is my gift to you, accept Him. All we have to do is
admit we need the sacrifice that happened over 2000 years ago, because we all
have sinned and continue to "fall short" as Romans 3:23 says. Because
Jesus gives us the wondrous gift of His righteousness we are able to sign our
names into the book of life and accept what He offers - eternal life with Him.
It's why we celebrate His birth - the birth of Jesus who was sent to die for us
all.
This is a gift. Just accept it.
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What an amazing story, Marcia. I loved Part A and Part B. Imagine finding the exact baseball cards your son-in-law wanted. What a gift for you and for him. Then, I love your connection to Christ being a gift. Sooo true!
ReplyDeleteI can't find the words, but I am singing a song from way back, "Oh, what a gift, what a wonderful gift. Who can tell the wonder of his love."
Can anyone help me out with these lyrics?
Thanks for sharing, Marcia. God cares for us in such personal ways if we allow Him to and if we learn to listen to that still small voice.
ReplyDeleteNow THAT'S a cool story! I love how God meets our needs - even in something like finding the perfect gift!
ReplyDeleteOh, that's so cool! What a sweet reminder of the Lord's kindness in each detail.
ReplyDeleteOh, Marcia, I love this story. I just love how He does it so that even our smallest heart's wishes are noted and carefully cherished.
ReplyDeleteI love that line you heard: "This is a gift. Just accept it."
A perfect story for this wonderful time of the year!