advent venture.
freewrite on the meaning of christmas: go!
when i was little, i was so extremely holy. every year i forgot about presents. i was obsessed with mary and Baby Jesus. (in kindergarten for halloween my mom put me on the bus to public school draped in a blue sheet. as mary.) i made a fully loaded nativity out of playdoh when i was 4. i'm talking complete facial features. individual pieces of straw. out of playdoh. i just loved Jesus more than anything.
as i grew up, to my shame, christmas got to be more about the presents as i tried and failed to read the story afresh. when i no longer had a baby sibling to be Baby Jesus, i couldn't act out the nativity story anymore. plus JT refused to be the donkey. the scales tipped and presents meant more than the incarnation. this was true as recently as 2 yrs ago.
now is the moment where it would be lovely to write that i have Baby Jesus first in my heart again, but honestly, for the past few years, the true meaning of christmas has been time with my family all together, which has become precious and rare (although even more honestly, this year i'm *a little bit* tired and messing with freddy's sleep will be a high price to pay... i'm an old lady).
so how can i bring this freewrite to a place of worship?
it is the most beautiful thing in the world that the more materialistic and apathetic i become (and sickeningly, the more pride i take in my state and think it's funny and great freewrite material)*, the greater my need for Him to come down as a real human being, and the more He does come to me as a real hero**.
*not to say shall we sin so that grace may abound by no means!!
**song "a real hero" by college. NOT a xian song. the only words i know are "real human being, and a real hero. real human being, and a real hero. real human being..."
"it is our heaven to lay many weights and burdens upon Christ. let Him find much employment for his calling with you; for He is such a friend as delighteth to be burdened with suits and employments; and the more homely ye be with Him, the more welcome." -Samuel Rutherford.
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