
Walk into any retail store this time of year and you will be instantly bombarded by CHRISTMAS. Decorations, gifts, lights, candy, food, you name it. Our calendars also begin to reflect the season as parties, performances and family gatherings elbow each other for space in our days.

I don’t know about you, but as much as I love all the trappings of Christmas, it can feel like the real reason for the celebration has been put under wrapping paper Himself.

Unfortunately, it can almost feel like a fight to keep the focus on the fact that the God of the universe came to earth in the form of a human baby. He came so meek and mild that He even surprised those who had been expecting Him. His whole life He had a way of turning people’s expectations of Him upside-down.

His parents didn’t understand Him, His friends didn’t understand, the leaders of the day didn’t get it. I guess it is not any wonder that we can struggle sometimes too. Jesus never forced anything on anyone and He still doesn’t. Jesus gently leads and invites, and offers us the best He can: Himself. This Christmas would be a wonderful time to accept that offer.

I would encourage you to carve some time out of your busy schedule to just spend time listening to what Jesus might be saying to you. Is He still waiting for you to accept His invitation to repent and follow Him? Does He want to show you some deeper truths? Take time to unwrap the mystery and the wonder of Christmas. For while it is true that His first Christmas on earth, He was wrapped in swaddling cloths, God most definitely does not want the amazing story of His Son’s birth hidden under a pile of wrapping paper this year!
“While they were there, the time came for her Child to be born. And she gave birth to her firstborn, a Son. She wrapped Him in swaddling cloths and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.” Luke 2:6-7



















Do you ever think much about names? We humans like to name things. Maybe it’s because that was the first job God ever gave us way back in the garden of Eden. Adam first named his wife Eve, and then God gave them the task of naming all the animals. In the Bible names are a big deal. God is called by a lot of different names, each reflecting a different one of His attributes.
As I was reading my Bible one day, I came across the name “Ebenezer.” The only Ebenezer I have ever heard of bore the last name Scrooge. It was the footnote in my Bible, however, that really got me thinking. It said that the name “Ebenezer,” means ‘stone of help.’ It made me wonder about Dickens. Did he know the meaning behind the name he dubbed his infamous character? I like to think that as the author, with the redemptive end for Scrooge in mind, he did know the meaning. By the end of his Christmas Carol, Ebenezer was most definitely living into his name, providing help for many in his town.
I believe that God creates each of us with a special plan in mind. Sometimes part of His plan is revealed quite clearly in our name. Even if your name has not been something that you have been especially fond of in your life, I would encourage you to talk to God about it. Ask Him to reveal His meaning for your name to you. He may even want to reveal a new name to you, or a new meaning for your name. No matter what the meaning for your name, I pray that you come to realize more deeply that God created you unique, with a special purpose that He will reveal more and more the closer you walk with Him.
Do you struggle with the concept of faith? I know I do. I think of faith in all capital letters: FAITH. As though it is a huge work that I have to do before experiencing good things such as grace, hope or love. I think of it as a feeling that I have to create inside myself before I can move forward.
This whole tiny faith concept makes me think of snowballs. They technically start as a single little flake of snow, but as you roll them, they grow quickly. Snow can even become an avalanche. What if God wants to take your little bit of faith, my little bit of faith, and turn it into an avalanche of faith? After all, isn’t an avalanche like a mountain moving?
Think about what could happen if each of us had faith like that, if we could trust God that much. I know my life would look different. I would have far fewer worries and I would stop wasting so much energy on the, “what ifs.” Then I could have real trust, which as an unknown author said, “Bounces on eager toes of anticipation–laughs with pure delight of knowing in whom it believes–rests easy on whom it waits.”