It was Sunday afternoon, and a group was at the church to
unpack all the boxes, and fluff all the wreaths, and test all the lights to
make sure the beautiful decorations that adorn our sanctuary were ready for
Hanging of the Greens.
I was there too, and while working alone, I asked the Father
very simply, “will you show me something new this season? I want to experience
Christmas in a whole new way.” I
went on to complete my assignment, but no inspiration hit me that day.
A few days later preparations began for the season at my house.
My son was coming home from completing his first semester of college, and I
wanted a festive, welcome home for
him. While working alone, I asked
the Father my simple request. “Will you show me something new this season? I
want to experience Christmas in a whole new way.” But no inspiration came to me that day.
For several days, as it came to mind, I asked the question, but
still-no answer. Then, while listening in on the children’s Christmas program
rehearsal, finally, my answer came. As I watched those wiggly little people
trying to get all their lines in and stand in the right place on the stage, I
realized that each character in the nativity story shared one common thread.
They were all Seekers. Wise men giving years of their lives
to seek and following a star. Shepherds walking off the job and chasing after angels. Young parents, so good at seeking God
that they were chosen to bring up his Son while He lived on earth!
God was saying to me, “Seek
me, Mary”. You see, though sincere in wanting to learn something new,
my simple request wasn’t born in action. Honestly, it was a come-and-serve-me
kind of request. That’s not what
the Father had in mind for me.
My “something new” was not what God could show me, but in my
moving to action.
Seeking him.
For joy, for peace, for promise.
Seeking him.
For joy, for peace, for promise.
Like the magi.
Like the shepherds.
Like the two young parents.
They all longed to be in His presence.
Like the shepherds.
Like the two young parents.
They all longed to be in His presence.
Ah, that’s when the magic happens.
That’s when you hear His voice.
That’s when you are filled to overflowing; when you seek the Lord with all your heart.
Alongside the dirty shepherds and road weary wise men, I
found my own place in the Christmas story this year, as a seeker.