The Christ Candle
Preparing for the New Year

Thankful Thursday - Christmas!


I am thankful for Jesus Christ, God who became a human to redeem and make us children of God....
 
The magnitude of this event is still beyond my complete conception. But today on Christmas Day, I am thankful.
 
The theme this day is Christmases past.... Well I have a story..... If you have been a reader here at SUM you probably know I am a woman of passion. I am passionate about Jesus. I am passionate about marriage. I am passionate about my husband. I am passionate about many things.
 
Reflecting on Christmases past, I realize this passion that dwells in me is a gift from God. This passion came out of me at a very early age and in a big way when I was age eight or nine. So here is my story.
 
Don't Mess With a Girl Who Believes....

It was 12:30 a.m.... Christmas Day.... The clock was relentless. I watched the minutes turn into hours and slowly tick by. Each tick grew my anxiety. Yet my relatives sat downstairs laughing and giggling hour after long hour. I could hear their annoying voices through the thin walls of my bedroom and now at 12:30 a.m. I KNEW they were going to be up all night.

These people, who at the moment I didn't want to claim as relations, were ruining my chances with Santa. Hours ago my Grandma had tucked me in with a kiss and a Merry Christmas, Lynnie. See you in the morning.

Finally after waiting all these hours for the gabbing crowd of relatives to go to bed I reached my breaking point. After all....

I believed.

I believed in Santa and he was due to arrive any minute now. I also knew that if Santa found ANYONE awake when he hit the roof, the free toys would be given to other kids whose parents were wiser and went to bed early. Sheesh!

Finally the last round of laughter seeped through the cracks in the wall and sent me over the edge. I purposely set my feet on the ground and strode straight into the lion's den. The den of the adult world of eggnog sippers. What was it with eggnog anyway??? Hmmmm

I stormed down the stairs and pounded my feet on the wooden floor in front of at least 15 pairs of eyes. The room grew quiet. I knew my face was red and I felt as thought I was going to pop.

I blurted out, "GO TO BED RIGHT NOW. Santa will not stop here because all of you are laughing and are still awake.

You could have heard a pin drop as I eyeballed each of them.

Suddenly the room exploded with such a roar I thought the roof would blow off the house. Hysterical family members contorted into strange shapes before my very eyes, overcome with laughter. Aunt Top ran for the bathroom muttering something like.... I'm going to pee my pants.

Uncle Bob, Grandma, Papa, everyone set off another round of laughter when my face turned completely red and steam rose from the top of my head.

Befuddled and defeated, I knew my lecture was a doomed effort. I slumped back to my bedroom with Mom trailing behind my downcast frame. I heard small giggles escape her lips though she tried to stifle them as she followed.

"Sweetie, Santa will come... You keep believing." She smiled and tucked me in.

Guess What? He did.

Many years ago and still today, I am a woman of passion.

I believe....

I believe Jesus was born this day. He is God who became man to save us from our sins and make us children of God. I will stand red-faced with passion in my voice among the throngs of unbelievers and shout..... I believe!

Merry Christmas. I pray the year is your best ever. God bless, Lynn

For more Thankful Thursday blessings, visit Iris at Grace Alone.

 

1 med Res Enforcer Front CoverLynn, I couldn't stop reading this book!  It is the best you have written! It's a "self-help-bible-based-do-it-yourself-demon-slaying-victory-winning book" like no other I've ever read. I learned some new prayer points as well as clarification on what exactly does my situation mean.  Everyone who reads this will want their bible, notebook and the Holy Spirit sitting next to them as they strategize with the tools you've given! -Barb

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