Confession: I usually resist the latest fad for at least a couple years. Then when it’s seriously ooold news, I finally give in.
Yearly Archive:: 2013
Four years ago my family decided to have a different type of December. Yes, we would enjoy the lights, music, and mochas. But we didn’t want to stop there. We decided to use the Christmas season as an opportunity to tell the rest of the Christmas story—to give people an opportunity to accept the greatest gift ever, Jesus Christ.
Our world bombards us with an image of feminine beauty that’s not even based upon reality. Yet we as women are constantly pressured to pursue that unachievable standard of worldly allure. But when we yield our entire heart, mind, soul, and body to Jesus Christ, we are set free from the need to gain approval from this world. Rather, our value comes from knowing we have been loved and redeemed by the King of all kings.
There’s nothing wrong with having a list of what we want our future husband to be like. But sometimes our list tends to focus on all the wrong things. We want a guy with a certain personality or a certain look. Instead, let me encourage you to look for a guy whose profile resembles one of the characters from the Christmas story—Mary’s dream guy, Joseph.
I likely don’t have to tell you that December can be an especially hectic month. There are parties to attend, programs to perform in, parties to go to, and gifts to buy. But what a tragedy it would be for any of us to miss out on time with the God whose birth we celebrate because we refuse to take the time to get quiet.
The five years leading up to my son’s diagnosis left me feeling like an absolute failure as a mother. I had beautiful child, but I couldn’t control him, calm him down, or even understand his needs most of the time. As hard as those years were and as some days still are, I now see that Jacob’s differences are a gift from God to our family.