I seriously want your feedback!! Every Christmas season, I do a blog series about looking for Jesus & I post goofy pictures of baby Jesus in various settings, to reinforce the reminder to look for Jesus in the busy-ness of the Holidays.
So where would you like to see Jesus in the upcoming Holidays? Please give me your suggestions in the comments below, on FB, twitter, etc. Last year, I took Jesus to the ICU at a local hospital, He drove with me in my car (Jesus take the wheel), I perched Him on a park bench & did lots of other creative things. So what would you suggest for me to do this year, in the theme of looking for Jesus?
This has been an interesting winter & I’m getting to notice things that I’ve not seen or felt before:
nests in trees that were covered by leaves in the summer,
branches of trees that reveal designs of strength & creativity with refreshing beauty,
birds who sing with unmuffled strength and much more.
I’m noticing that winter reveals a weakness and frailty that I often don’t perceive during the summer, vulnerable exposure. Maybe sometimes God leads us into winter seasons in our lives to increase our intimacy with God – exposing our vulnerable frailty so we can be all the more closer to God’s strength, truth and presence. Winter reveals what summer conceals 🙂
This school year, my daughter signed up to play her first year of basketball & to say that I was happy would be a massive understatement! Elated, excited, thrilled, joyful, exuberant & more would be more accurate 🙂
As the season has progressed, even though I didn’t want to admit this to myself, her interest & enthusiasm for playing basketball has waned, and this week, I had to have a stern conversation with her about finishing what we start & not quitting when we make a commitment (integrity 101). I hated having this conversation w her because I was very different than she is, in the sense of totally enjoying basketball. I was on the other end of the spectrum, shooting & practicing by myself just for my sheer enjoyment. As I’ve been thinking about this difference, I’ve also noticed that she really enjoys her piano lessons & practice – she will take her own initiative & practice even extra piano. For me, piano practice was a slippery shortcut from purgatory to hell ,)
Having said all of this, I’ve come to the happy conclusion that we are different & that’s totally wonderful! God has made Isabell different than me, in the same way that I am different from my mom & such differences aren’t bad – they are divinely inspired! So, my lesson is that God has lots of ways to express majesty, beauty & splendor, using amazing differences to catch our attention 🙂