Sitting here stunned. Just stunned. I realize I am this close to letting the Son of God be put to death in me. No, not by a big sin or moral failure.
This is death by degrees, death by distraction, death by busyness. Everything clamors for my time and attention. Facebook beckons, Twitter, blogging, shopping, cleaning, chores, Christmas decorating–all loom large, larger than the call of the One who gave His life. For me.
This time of year is the worst. Holiday madness eats the days and spits them out exhausted and poor when the season ends. Logic looms it’s evil truth: There is so much yet to do! And, in truth, there is. But I still control each hour of my day. I still make the choices that kill or breathe precious hope to my soul.
Everything cries out for a piece of my day, for a piece of my peace till my peace is left in pieces on the floor. And I can’t figure out why I’m frustrated, impatient and crabby!
NOT. THIS. YEAR.
I will only make important what’s really important. Which is giving life to the life of the Son of God in me. If all the cookies don’t get baked or the cards sent or the presents perfectly, pinterestly wrapped, it’s going to have to be ok.
I have a daily appointment to keep and I don’t want a single earthly thing to put Him to death in me this year.
Instead, I pray His resurrection life will flow out of me in deeper measure. That I’ll understand the truth in His advent. That I’ll be able to shout with Mary, “My soul magnifies the Lord and my Spirit rejoices in God my saviour.” Luke 1:46
Oh God, let the Spirit of the Son of God be born in me anew this Christmas season!
Will you join me? I’d love to pray for you and ask you to pray for me that we don’t allow the ‘tyranny of the urgent’ to overwhelm this season! How do you keep Him first this time of year? I so treasure your thoughts and comments:)