My husband and I will be celebrating our 6th Christmas…with kids. As much as we may attempt planning out our month of activities, the unexpected must be expected. Something will go wrong and most definitely right at the moment that mommy desperately needs events go oh just right.
That’s why I’ve embraced the idea of simply expecting the unexpected. Because, God is right in the center of the unexpected. The unplanned. The uncertain.
A few years ago, Christmas fell on a Sunday. I was incredibly weak due to the intense chemo treatment. My legs shook violently with each step I dared to take. The floor was cold. I was cold. This was the only Christmas to date that I had not planned for and simply allowed events and needs to fall where they did.
Something incredible happened when I let go of my control over my family’s Christmas. You see, Christmas still came.
The tree was beautifully decorated by daddy and the boys. In front of the tree sat gifts, most purchased from family and friends. Each gift had a name that belonged to one of our boys. Here I sat and watched as all of us eagerly awaited the revealing of the gift contents. Although I had no energy, my eyes widened as my boys jumped around with excitement. Play dough. A small, handheld motorcycle. Thomas The Train. A red wagon brought over just days earlier from a friend.
As we sat moments later in the debris of wrapping paper, it felt so incredibly humbling seeing Christmas occur moment by moment without any effort done by me.
I wasn’t ready, but Christmas came anyway.
I had nothing to offer, but Christmas could care less.
Yet, after church and eating with a few friends, I was sure glad Christmas found me in this completely humbling place.
A place where all I could do is expect the unexpected. When you cannot prepare, you lose the ability to really expect anything. You simply live in the moment, breathing in the presence of God with each conversation, with each tear of wrapping paper, with each smile and with the gleam of every Christmas light.
Since that Christmas, I’ve never been able to plan every moment out again. Yes, we have our traditions (which I’ll be sharing about this month!) but there is a great need to allow God to completely takeover our attempt at His Son’s birthday. For most of the world missed the King’s coming, because they were not expecting the unexpected. They were looking for a king, born in a holy place…a palace but not a stable. God speaks through our unplanned and humbled moments dear friends. I challenge you to take time right now to quiet your heart and really take a closer look at your Christmas calendar.
Leave room for the unexpected and expect God to humble you this Christmas.
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