For a little bit longer….today is December 12th – I am officially 12 days behind. I’m always behind when it comes to Advent. It’s not like December 1st surprises me or that I haven’t thought about Advent in November. I just all of sudden get overwhelmed by the days and nights and before I know it…it’s the 12th! The 12th!!!!
We have barely spoken about Christmas…about Christ in Christmas.
So today…the first day of the rest of our Christmas…wish I could say it was my plan all along to start Advent as our 12 days of Christmas! Alas, I cannot, but it will work nonetheless!
What do I want to share? What do I want to be reminded of this Christmas season?
One of the things that God has been continually showing me lately has been the reality of His love for me.
I’ve been wondering a lot if I understand love…if I have ever truly gotten it. I know it in my head…can articulate it and share it and even give it. BUT do I get it? Do I comprehend Love?
For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, for whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith – that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. Ephesians 3:14-19
Rooted and grounded in love.
The Greek means “being rooted” and “being found.”
Found. Found in Christ’s love.
So often I feel lost…like a failure, like a mess, like a crazy person…unlovable, valueless, un-precious.
How do I get it through my thick skull that I’m loved…even, dare I say it, lovable?
How do I impart the joy of that realization to my children this Christmas season and every other day of the year?
At this moment, I want to tie it into Christmas. Easy.
The birth of Christ…can we even comprehend the magnitude of the love God showed that day?
It was the beginning of a life of extreme love and sacrifice…for me. For you.
And yet, I struggle to remember. I’m overcome by my own failures and fears so often.
Do you have the same struggle? Do you feel the same way? Is it just me?
I fear that I’m modeling insecurity and fear to my children without realizing it or maybe I should say without acknowledging it.
When I spend more time worrying than worshiping, I’m teaching my children a very ineffective and frustrating way to respond to life’s challenges.
What do I want my children to know about love and how it helps us live?
I’m praying that God will use me to bless my children with the strength and power to comprehend how high, wide, deep, and long the love of God is for them…how He wishes to lavish that love on them.
See what kind of love the Father has lavished on us that we should be called the children of God, and so we are. 1 John 3:1
How do I do that? I mean practically. I don’t want to just sit them down and have yet another conversation with them…that’s wonderful, but what can I do that means more? That truly captures the depth of the love God has for them…
God says that His word does not come back void…that it is powerful and effective.
I’m going to use His word.
All my children like notes…I’m going to write each one of them a love letter using the very words of God…and every day up until Christmas they are going to receive a personalized letter from me and our Father.
Maybe if I’m extra organized I can add a gift…something little to encourage and bless, but really I just want to share His love with them through the power of His Word.
I started looking up verses on His Word. And look what I found!!
Love one another earnestly from a pure heart, since you have been born again, not of perishable seed but of imperishable, through the living and abiding word of God: for “All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls, but the word of the Lord remains forever.” And this word is the good news that was preached to you. 1 Peter 1:22-25
This verse just opened up like a flower in front of me…love and the gospel. I’m searching for the meaning of love…an understanding of it…and AGAIN!!! Again God reminds me of the gospel.
The Good News.
The Good News that began with a baby. Does that sometimes just blow your mind? How did Jesus feel becoming a baby? A little totally dependent baby.
His willingness to be born…and to die. The Gospel.
LOVE. BIG LOVE.
Oh that’s the story I want to share with my kids. Maybe a conversation isn’t such a bad idea. Maybe a snuggle and a reminder of love. Not little “l” love, but BIG “L” love.
The Big L Love that says YOU ARE WORTH IT.
The Big L Love that says YOU ARE PRECIOUS.
The Big L Love that says LIVE AND ABIDE IN THIS LOVE …ALWAYS.
Don’t just live there on those days when you feel worthy…live in it on those days when you don’t understand how in the world it could be offered to you. Live in it in those seasons when life is messy and you get messy with it. Live in it when you feel desperate, despairing, and down-trodden.
Maybe 1 Peter 1:22-25 is the verse that will go in that first Love letter to my sweet children.
Yes, I think I like that idea! (Especially since sometimes we have a decided lack of earnest love among siblings.) And maybe in that conversation and that letter a gentle reminder of the fact that we all need a Savior – that we are all a little bit wonky and weary – that no matter how badly we feel or act or think or speak, we are loved.
God reached down while we were still all messy and loved us enough to be born and to die…for us.
For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person – though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die – but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Romans 5:6-8
One of my Bible versions says, “at just the right time Christ died” for us. At just the right time. Not a moment too soon or too late. When we most need Him, He is always there.
He arrived at just the right time…and He died at just the right time. And it was always the plan…from the beginning. The plan was always sacrifice. The plan was always saving. The plan was always sure.
It doesn’t matter how we feel, the reality is the gospel shouts LOVE. It doesn’t matter how overwhelmed by life we are, Jesus will always overwhelm life and us with Love. It doesn’t matter if we think we are unworthy, the gospel says we are worth it. We are worth it to Him.
That’s what I want my children to know. They are worth it. They are valuable. They are precious. They are loved.
The love with the big L.
Happy 1st day of Advent/Christmas in my house at least!