The Gift

I have managed to take three little bundles of joy and guide them into adulthood. They are planning for college, preparing for their career, and organizing for their new offspring. These little darlings that were my world and brought me such joy could also turn into hellions. Kind of a Jeckle/Hyde situation.

One December the less than desirable children seemed to overpower my three. Rooms were littered with toys and clothes. Homework was missed. Arguments abounded between brother and sisters, and sister and sister. Tattling was at an all time high and I was about to run out of patience and corners for them to “think.” Life was in a nutshell, trying.

I had the children’s Christmas gifts hidden away awaiting Christmas eve when I would wrap them and place them beneath the tree for the next morning. Like all kids my trinity was excited for the holidays. They would enjoy gifts from both sides of the family and also at home. They would be showered with gifts and filled full of goodies and wash it all down with hot chocolate. Spoiling some would call it, but it was the way it was.

So this particular December, I was prepared for the 25th. However, my ability to keep my composure with my little sweethearts was dwindling. I had given them time outs, and I had taken taken some as well. But when in one day I has broken up about 6 different quarrels, I had had one whine too many. I did not curse, yet I was not quiet. When I was finished with my fervant announcements, I think maybe even our neighbor knew I was the unhappiest mommy in the entire city.

I was so angry and I spoke out of that anger. Which I understand now that it is unwise to do this. But at the time was letting my emotions rule the situation. I announced,”Enough is enough. I have never been as upset with the three of you as I am at this moment. There will be no television for 2 weeks and Christmas is canceled!” The look on those three little faces is indescribable. Disappointment, Disbelief, and Astonishment filled their little eyes and tears began to flow. I bit my lip as to not begin to soften. I was the Mother after all, and they had to learn their lesson. “Dry up those tears.” I snapped, “You heard what I said.” Sniffing was heard as the children made their way to their rooms. I tucked in some mighty upset little people that night, but I knew in my heart I was in the right.

That night I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling through the darkness. The moon trickled in through the blinds and I began to talk to the Heavenly Father. Once my prayer was finished, I lay there meditating. I heard the Holy Spirit speaking to my heart. “Why would you take the children’s gifts away?”

The next morning it was all completely clear. The children did not receive gifts because they earned them, they received gifts because they were mine and I love them. God sent His only son into the world. (John 3:16) His gift to mankind. Not because any of us deserved it but because of God’s grace. Unmerited favor it is sometimes described .

We were sent Jesus Christ born of a virgin. He lived and was crucified, and rose again. He was sent because we needed a Savior. Not because of what we are or what we have done. He came for the rich as well as the poor.

The King of Kings and Lord of Lords left His place beside the Father in heaven and became man. He was not like other babies. This child was conceived of the Holy Spirit. Matthew chapter 1 verse 16 reads: And Jacob begat Joseph the husband of Mary, of whom was born Jesus, who is called Christ. (verse 23) Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us. Wow, what love that He had that God would send His son to us!

He was worshiped at the start of His earthly life by lowly shepherds and rich and wise King’s from far away lands. A king. The King. Wrapped in strips of cloth and lay in a manger. Surrounded by animals in this docile place, Mary attempted rest. She was weary from the long journey and then it was time. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn. (Luke 2:7) No room in the inn. No special favors for mother or child. Yet God’s plan was falling perfectly into place.

From the moment we are born we are in sin. Romans 5:12 reads, Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned. And Romans 3:23, For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God. We by nature NEED a Savior, and God knew it, so He sent Jesus. He was perfect. He came to earth and lived a sinless life, and was beaten and then crucified, shed His precious blood and died. 1 John 1:9, But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.

God’s gift to all man is Jesus Christ.