I think I might be the only woman I know who doesn’t bake this time of year (or any time of the year!). I do decorate a little and buy a few gifts. I cook for both the big meals – baking just holds no interest for me.
It’s not that I don’t like Christmas – I love it. My favorite part of the festivities is being with family – walking in the kitchen door at Jon’s Mom’s house on Christmas Eve and this year, having my family walk through my front door on Christmas Day. I get to be with some of the people I dearly love, eat yummy food, and hear some of the kids I love talk and laugh.
But, as good as all that is, it’s not enough. I want MORE.
Not more celebrating, or presents, or food, or even time with my loved ones. More of Him. He’s on my mind so often. Not in a giddy way or and although faith is involved, not in a religious sort of way.
What am I thinking? Well, a lot about the Baby who came on Christmas, then died on the cross, so we can have Easter. The Jesus fully committed to the Father’s cause: to save those who would choose to believe in Him.
With Him, this coming stuff seems to be a top priority. He came to save. He came back from the dead. He comes to dwell in the hearts that believe. He IS going to come again as the conqueroring King.
When I think about Him, I ponder His amazing grace still astonished by His gift of salvation. I also wonder where I’ll be when He returns. Will I meet Him in the air? What will it look like when graves open up? What will it sound like when He says your name and mine? Where is He storing our tears? You know that book with all the names written down, who wrote them and if God did the writing, what does that look like? Where is the Ark of the Covenant – does He already have it? What are the names of all the stars? What does a storehouse full of wind or snow look like?
Someday, the only One with all the answers will tell me what I need to know. Until then, I’ll ponder and wonder and think about Him.
And, because I’m far from good let alone perfect, I’ll stumble, fail, sin, whine, and complain. Because He is who He is, He’ll let me, and then mercifully, He’ll forgive, comfort, teach, and remind me that His love is steadfast.When it comes to Jesus, there’s so much to think about.
So what do you think about when you think of Him?
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