Christmas Light
Light. Not lights.
I don’t have a lot to add.. this prayer seems to echo what’s been in my heart. Every Christmas season, I wonder, “What is the right balance in this season? How much is ‘too much’? What is appropriate and will make this time feel special? Is Christ’s coming more alive to me than my schedule, or the gift buying, or the family time?” Somehow, through our imperfect planning, He always makes a way to worship Him within the middle of all of it. But it’s my choice to claim the quiet moment when it comes and bow at His manger.
Our sermon yesterday was on light. It spoke deeply to me, maybe because God had already been speaking to me about light. “Arise, shine, for thy light is come and the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee.” (Isaiah 60:1) This verse stood out the other morning in my devotions. I looked it up in Blake’s study Bible. I don’t know the exact words, but it explained that Zion is called to receive and reflect the Light. It’s been impressive to me that we can’t just do one or the other, but rather, once we receive His light, we can’t help but reflect it too. One of the verses of the song “Shine Jesus Shine” has always been special to me.
As we gaze on your kingly brightness,
So our faces display your likeness,
Ever changing from glory to glory,
Mirrored here may our lives tell Your story.
That’s what I want. To be a mirror of Him, reflecting His likeness. Even in this season, when the steady stream of plans seem to cover up all the normal days. Even in this time of learning to grieve and let go. Even in the days and nights of no sleep. Even in your pains or your plans or your preparations. He is still shining. He is still the Light of the World, the Light in our lives, and the Light we are called to reflect.
🌟🕯️Merry Christmas 🕯️🌟