This year I have been thinking a lot about Christmas.
What it means. Why we do what we do (or don’t do). What traditions we follow. How we celebrate. Who we celebrate with.
Even the word: Christmas.
I was driving by a sign the other day and mentally broke the word ‘Christmas’ down.
“Christ” – as in Jesus.
“Mas” – the Spanish word for ‘but’ or with an accent mark above the ‘a’, meaning ‘more.’
Jesus – More
I follow many traditions of man:
Created by Western Christianity.
Not necessarily in that order.
The irony of the truth, that God, in the form of a baby, came to us in a barn (not a church building, or a temple, or a mansion, or a government building or an inn or even a simple home) still boggles my mind.
I ask, “Why?”
Could it be so that one group could not lay claim to the Messiah?
As humans we like to think we know the right way. That our people group, sub culture, culture, religion, like-minded friends, etc… know The way. We can be so small minded.
This year as I give to the poor, share with the less fortunate, buy gifts for friends and family, bake cookies, wrap presents, read the original Christmas story, decorate a Christmas tree, sing carols, enjoy Christmas lights, visit churches and wear red and green, I can’t help but think there is more. I don’t think these activities are wrong. But there is more.
Shouldn’t everyday be Christmas?
Truly in our hearts and lives, Jesus came that we might have LIFE and Abundant Life – everyday.
ALL the World – not just one sub culture. I am discovering, daily, what that might mean and look like.
Hope Filled, Grace Filled, Joy-Filled, Mercy Filled, Generous, Loving, Overflowing to the whole world… Not perfect, just Life Bringing…
My prayer this year: More Jesus. More of You. Everyday. For everyone.