I used to sit around waiting for the big bang.
Not the television show or the scientific theory. Rather the big bang of each thing I prepared for and worked toward and looked forward to and dreamed of…
That one big day.
That one big break.
That one big miracle.
That one big birthday.
That one big viral post.
That one big moment.
That one big answer.
That one big payout.
That one big “yes.”
Counting on the moment when everything would line up perfectly.
The bells would sound and balloons would fall from the ceiling. I’d build a monument to mark it.
That approach to life left me discontent and perpetually frustrated.
That’s what I do at Christmas if I’m not careful.
Spend months making preparations- Decorating, buying, baking, wrapping, running errands, traveling- all moving toward the one big bang of Christmas Day.
It’s over. And somehow not quite what I expected.
Then I pack up all the crap. Rub my belly and make resolutions to lose it. And wait for the next one.
If I take a closer look, that’s not what Christmas is about.
Sure I can stand in awe at the coming of Christ in human form. And what a beautiful thing to celebrate!
But there’s so much more to see…
The promises and preparations were being made…
From the beginning.
I hereby make this this sacred bond between Me and you and all of your children and their children’s children throughout the coming generations. It will be an eternal covenant. I will be your God and the God to all who come after you! Genesis 17:7 (NLT)
Hope of all hopes, dream of our dreams, a child is born, sweet-breathed; a son is given to us: a living gift. And even now, with tiny features and dewy hair, He is great. The power of leadership, and the weight of authority, will rest on His shoulders. His name? His name we’ll know in many ways— He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Dear Father everlasting, ever-present never-failing, Master of Wholeness, Prince of Peace. (Isaiah 9:6-7, The Voice)
On that very special birthday.
And while they were there, the time came for her baby to be born. She gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him snugly in strips of cloth and laid him in a manger, because there was no lodging available for them. (Luke 2:6-7, NLT)
And they continue.
We rest in this hope we’ve been given—the hope that we will live forever with our God—the hope that He proclaimed ages and ages ago (even before time began)… (Titus 1:2, The Voice)
I realize this Advent, that Christmas is not about one big bang…
Christmas is about consistency.
It’s about playing the long game.
It’s about small wins.
It’s about showing up.
It’s about not giving up.
Christmas informs my life 2017 years later because…
It’s not about one day; it’s about every day.
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