We are getting into the season around here with cookie baking, cinnamon scented candlelight, Christmas music, an advent story (Jotham’s Journey) being read each evening, and cozy fires morning and evening – oh yes, and sick kids. Glowing lights are up all over the neighborhood and people are thinking about helping others. It’s amazing how the knowledge of that sentiment suddenly makes our front stoop a busy place this time of year. It is on a consistent basis that we receive a knock on the door from someone asking us to provide NOT a warm meal, sleeping bag, or tent, not a job, a sense of dignity or a message of hope, but a hotel room. Yep, a hotel room.
Two nights ago, I opened the door to a man who was drunk as a skunk. He asked for a hotel room “because that’s what a Christian would give”. When I couldn’t produce what he wanted he staggered off into the night yelling and screaming profanities. Infact, my children learned the “F” word as they watched him throw his bike down the dark street from their vantage point at the living room window.
I took it as a teachable moment to instruct my kids in the painful, hurtful affects of being controlled by anything other than the Holy Spirit (Ephesians 5:18) who’s fruit is instead love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, and self-control (Galatians 5:22). I pray that as we enjoy this special time of year with it’s brightness and cheer that we won’t forget to do good to others, but will also be wise to give to those who are truly “poor in spirit” or humble at heart.
May all your celebrations and opportunities to give this holiday season be filled with the joy of God’s love. ”
9 The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. 10 He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. 11 He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. 12 Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God— 13 children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God. ~ John 1
What do you do to make special memories with your family?