Wednesday, December 4, 2024

The Gift of Compassion

 

"He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and familiar with grief; like one from whom people hide their faces, he was despised, and we esteemed him not." — Isaiah 53:3

“It doesn’t feel like Christmas, Mom,” my thirteen-year-old said recently. I suggested it might be because she’s getting older. When we’re children, there’s a magical quality to Christmastime. Excitement fills the air as we imagine twinkling lights, warm sugar cookies, and shiny gifts beneath the tree. But as we grow up, life becomes more complicated—sometimes in wonderful ways, and sometimes not.

For those blessed with children of their own, the “magic” of Christmas can reappear as we experience it through their eyes. But children grow up too, and eventually, we may find ourselves back in a place where Christmas doesn’t feel quite as joyful or “Christmassy” (if that’s even a word) as it once did.

We all navigate different seasons of life. Perhaps you’re a young adult overwhelmed with little ones and haven’t had the time or energy to put up the tree. Maybe you’re in midlife, watching your children leave the nest, too busy, or uninterested in helping with the decorations. Or perhaps you’ve reached a point where climbing the stairs to get the tree feels impossible, and you’ve decided not to bother at all.

But no matter what season of life you’re in, there’s one constant truth we can cling to: Jesus is the reason for the season. Matching pajamas, nostalgic movies, and handmade ornaments may bring smiles, but they are not the heart of Christmas. Jesus Christ came to this earth for you and me, offering the greatest gift—Himself. In addition to giving us the gift of salvation, He blesses us with the Gift of Compassion this Christmas.

Isaiah 53:3 describes Him as a man of sorrows, familiar with grief. The New Testament reveals how Jesus fulfilled this prophecy. In John 1:11, we see how He was rejected: “He came to that which was His own, but His own did not receive Him.” Luke 22:44 describes the agony He endured in the Garden of Gethsemane: “And being in anguish, He prayed more earnestly, and His sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.” On the cross, His grief is laid bare in Matthew 27:46, as He cries out, “My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?”

Jesus is no stranger to sorrow or suffering. He knows what it means to feel pain, rejection, and loneliness. Wherever you find yourself this Christmas—whether joyful or grieving, surrounded by loved ones or feeling alone—Jesus is with you. He came into the world to walk among us, share in our trials and triumphs, and bring us hope and salvation. In Him, we are never truly alone. We find comfort and compassion—gifts that endure through every season of life.

Friday, October 25, 2024

Missed Moments

 


The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.   Lamentations 3:22-23

As soon as my eyes opened wide, I mindlessly scrolled through my phone. 

I messed up today, Lord. Priorities already misaligned.

 

Woke the kids up for school and spilled coffee on my shirt.

Put a dirty dish in the fridge and dropped my laptop in the dirt.

 

No time to read my Bible this morning, so I listened through the app in the car.

Slammed the brakes just in time. I didn’t see the animal from afar. 

 

Pulled up to the school and yelled at my daughter for no reason.

Tried to make myself feel better by saying: it’s only this crazy season.

 

Frazzled and annoyed, I sat down at my desk.

While secretly wishing I had more time to rest.

 

Lost in work and emails and scratching off to-dos.

I sighed a little loud and wondered, God, where are you?

 

He answered back, but I didn’t hear

The worship music was too loud in my ear.

 

Tired of making tacos for dinner, I stopped by the store for a rotisserie and a side.

Rushing home to beat the clock, my stress was hard to hide.

 

Thank you, Lord, for this day and the food we share.

Surround us with Your comfort and peace beyond compare.


Homework and chores, watching The Voice, and more.

All the while, I missed the moments He knocked on my heart’s door. 

 

I asked myself why I felt as though He wasn’t there.

I listened to music, His Word, and said a quick prayer.

 

The house grew quiet as the day came to an end

It occurred to me I had been too busy to let God in.

 

I found my quiet corner, closed my eyes, and sat awhile

That’s when He told me He had been there through every trial. 

 

He said He hadn’t gone anywhere or moved.
It was me too worried about staying in my groove.

 

I messed up today, Lord. I put everything before You. 

God replied, “it’s okay, every morning my mercies are new.”

 

I will need help tomorrow to pause and breathe in Your grace.

Please help me make space for You in the busiest place.