For to us a child is born,
to us a son is given,
and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. (Isaiah 9:6 NIV)
I
wondered if the color-changing icicles around the perimeter of the house and
the brightly lit green wreaths on each window were the final touches to the home
located at the top of the hill in my neighborhood. Each day for almost two
weeks, new decorations were added to what was beginning to look like Clark
Griswold’s house from the movie Christmas Vacation.
It started with a few lights and a snowman. The
next day a white Christmas tree and miniature Eiffel Tower were added. After
that more lights and a train became visible. The day after, Santa and a few
colored lights appeared. I could hardly wait to walk the dogs each night to see
what new Christmas trimming would be on display next. Once it was all
garnished, I realized that there was no manger, no sign of Christ amongst the festive
ornaments. As I continued my walk, I
begin to look at each yard I passed in search of Jesus or any resemblance of
the holiday’s origin. I found very little, just two angels in the midst of some
reindeer and snowmen.
Then
it hit me, I too had nothing in my yard other than a couple of lit Christmas
trees on the porch and wreaths with red bows on the front doors. I laughed at
my quick act of judgment for something I was clearly guilty of as well. It’s interesting how we are eager to
criticize and ready to change the world, but somehow have a way of removing ourselves
as responsible partners. All day I found myself haunted by the words of Leo Tolstoy,
“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no
one thinks of changing himself.”
So
I decided that even if it was small, I wanted to add something to our outdoor
display as a visible reminder of the reason behind this glorious Christmas
season. I placed a painted canvas on an
easel and set it on the front porch with the trees and wreaths. It was the
perfect addition and said it all: AND HE WILL BE CALLED MESSIAH…
Michele
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