There will be Christmas this year.
Can’t you sense it?
Despite outward circumstances, (and having to learn a new word – tripledemic) there is also something in the air, the music, the stars in the dark sky, the delicious smells, the flickering firelight, the silence even.
Friend, Christmas will come alright. Because Christ came in that most improbable first Christmas story, and because He is still so close, a breath away, dwelling deep within.
Today my heart echoes “Thanks be to God, for His indescribable gift!” 2 Corinthians 9.15
Early this morning as I sat wrapped in cozy blankets by the fireside for coffee and morning prayer on an almost-Christmas day, I was studying Paul’s letters to Timothy. As often happens with God’s Word, 4 phrases captured exactly what I want to say to you this Christmas:
- “I thank God who has given me strength.” 1 Timothy 1.12
- “I remember you constantly in my prayers.” 2 Timothy 1.3
- “I long to see you that I may be filled with joy.” 2 Timothy 1.4
- [My Christmas gifts to you] “Grace, mercy, and peace from God, the Father and Christ Jesus our Lord.” 2 Timothy 1.2
That’s pretty much my own message today.
- I’m grateful God gave me strength all year and won’t stop now.
- I keep praying.
- I wish I could actually be with you.
- But since I can’t, I send you these 3 amazing gifts of God’s grace, mercy and peace.
Sometimes someone else’s words speak better than my own:
My Friend Barbara Mahany Shares Her Christmas Morning Prayer
“As is my way of keeping Christmas, I will bow my head at the dawn, and I will whisper my litany of prayerfulness. It’s the essence of Christmas to me: to weave the strands of petition into a whole and mighty salutation to God…
I pray and pray for peace… I pray for the shattered masses, awaiting the words – any words – that tell them the world is listening, has heard their cries, awaiting the word that hope is coming to save them.
I pray for children, that in their hours of darkness, the light comes. I pray that someday they understand that each and every day we try and try again to teach each other: this is how you love.
I pray for all of us who, more often than not of late, feel hollowed. Feel jarred and broken by the hatred spewing all around. I pray for our tender hearts and fragile spirits. I pray that we don’t topple. And if we do, I pray for someone strong to come along, to reach out a hand to whisper hope, and pull us to our feet.
I pray for those who haven’t a clue how deeply they teach me each and every day – be it a story on the news, or one passing by in the social media whirl.
I pray for the ones we’ve lost this year, the ones whose words rumble through my head, through my heart, each and every day. I pray for the God who catches the words of this prayer, who catches us all.
More mightily than any prayer I pray of late, I beg Holy God to not abandon us now. To not leave us to our sins and our shattered promises. I promise to love a little bit harder, to live more true to the blessing I was made to be.
I promise to love, God, and I beg You to show us – show me, show every single lost and hungry one of us – the way. The holy, certain way… Amen.” (adapted from “The Stillness of Winter” by Barbara Mahany
“The Hopes and Fears of All the Years are Met in Thee Tonight!” (Phillips Brooks, “O Little Town of Bethlehem”)
under the mercy, Lucinda
“Helping You Choose a Life of Serenity & Strength”
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Lucinda Secrest McDowell is a storyteller and seasoned mentor who engages both heart and mind while “Helping You Choose a Life of Serenity & Strength.” A graduate of Gordon Conwell Theological Seminary, she has authored 16 books including “Soul Strong – 7 Keys to a Vibrant Life” , “Life-Giving Choices – 60 Days to What Matters Most,” “God’s Purpose for You,” and “The Courage to Write.” (Purchasing my books here benefits me as an Amazon associate.) She writes from “Sunnyside” cottage in New England and shares encouraging words weekly at LucindaSecrestMcDowell.com