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There’s something wonderful about catching up with a friend over a cup of coffee. You’re both so busy these days, but elated you can spare an hour to get up to speed about each other’s lives: the job, the kids, the spouse, your mutual friends and so on. Your friend actually cares about the things in your life others might dismiss. You can vent your frustrations to her without being judged. He may not be able to solve your problem, but you feel better just having talked it over. You give and receive advice and pats on the back, and before long, you’re finishing each others sentences again. By the time your cappuccino is nothing but a few drops of foam and all that’s left of your scone is crumbs, you’ve managed to solve most of the world’s problems together. You say goodbye with hugs and promises that it won’t be so long next time. You leave the coffee shop with a spring in your step, satisfied in this well-spent hour. “Why don’t we do this more often?” you think to yourself.
If you are reading this, chances are God is important to you. People are important to you. But amid our to-do lists, schedules, jobs, classes and volunteer work, it is easy to overlook the importance of spending time with a friend, and even spending time with God. Prayer can get mundane if it’s just one of your daily chores, and it can be intimidating to pray if you don’t have much experience. You don’t need experience to talk to a friend over a cup of coffee; you just have to make the time. You don’t need a special vocabulary to talk to God, either. You just have to start a conversation. Talk to Him about your life: the job, the kids, the spouse, your mutual friends and so on. God actually cares about all the little things in your life that others might dismiss. You can vent your frustrations to Him, and He is able to solve your problems! You give Him praise, He gives you advice, and you start your day with a spring in your step, satisfied in this well-spent hour. So grab a cup of coffee and catch up with the one Friend who always has time for you: Jesus!
While shepherds kept their watching
O'er silent flocks by night,
Behold, throughout the heavens,
There shone a holy light.
The shepherds feared and trembled
When lo, above the earth
Rang out the angel chorus
That hailed our Savior's birth!
Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere.
Go, tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.
Although it might not seem like a huge detail, have you ever wondered why… the shepherds? Why not people of power, like kings? The shepherds were dirty, forgotten people that didn’t have much influence on society. However, the angels appeared to them. Perhaps it’s because God has always been fond of shepherds (Abraham, Moses, David). Perhaps God wanted to foreshadow that He would be the Great Shepherd. Perhaps he wanted to show society that social status wasn’t important. Regardless, Jesus was born and the angels came to the shepherds. Although some of us undoubtedly will go on to make our mark on the world, most of us will live a life outside the spotlight, one that will be considered insignificant by society at large. But we are not insignificant to Jesus. If Jesus reached to lowly, forgotten shepherds, we can be sure He’ll reach to us. It doesn’t matter to Him how unworthy we appear to be on the surface. If we humble ourselves before Him, He will reach to us.
What is most powerful about these shepherds is what happened afterward. One encounter with Jesus changed them forever. They couldn’t help but share with others all they saw and experienced. One encounter with Jesus will leave us changed! There is no way to fully repay Him for visiting us and for pouring out His mercy and grace upon us. All we can do is share the message of that love and mercy with as many people as possible.
Christmas is one of the few times of the year when people are more likely to accept an invitation to church. Whether it’s a special service or a children’s musical, invite your friends and family to come! Be the hands and feet of Jesus by doing something special for someone in need. Share the gospel while you are there. Volunteer at a shelter. Bring a meal to a hungry family. Visit the elderly in a nursing home who may not have family around. There are many ways to give back! If you can’t find someone willing to join you for church or you don’t have an opportunity to volunteer, you can still share the gospel with someone. Share your testimony! Tell a friend (or two or twenty) about the many ways Jesus has blessed your life. You may help them discover the true meaning of Christmas, too.
When Sam and I were first married, we lived in an upper apartment on Chicago Street. It was an old house with cheap rent, in a neighborhood that has not fared well over the years. We lived next door to a a single mom with four children. They were on public assistance, and their grandma lived with them off and on. We all became friends and we brought the kids to Sunday School with us every week.
Valerie, one of the girls, was in my class at the time, and I remember her bike got stolen one summer. Every week in Sunday School we prayed that her bike would be returned to her. Every week. Now, don’t get me wrong: I believe God can do anything, but as time went on, it seemed pretty unlikely this prayer would be answered. The family didn’t have money to replace the bike either.
One Sunday, it must have been several months later, we were bringing the kids home from church and we pulled up in front of our house. Next door, Rose (the mom) and Grandma were sitting on their porch steps, and on the sidewalk in front of the house was a brand new bike with a bow on it. There was no question who it was for! Valerie saw the bike, jumped out of our car and ran up the sidewalk. She made a beeline for...her grandma. She flew right past the bike and almost knocked her grandma over with sheer delight. “Thank you, Grandma, thank you, thank you, thank you!”
That was the best illustration I have ever seen, before or since, of thankfulness. What a moment! I’ll never forget it. And it taught me a greater lesson: God is the giver of all good gifts. I need to remember the Giver and not just focus on the gift. I have so many good things in my life, and God has made it possible for me to give freely. Can you imagine the delight the grandma felt on being appreciated and loved so much? I want to be the giver of good gifts, not to receive thanks, but to give joy to another.
I also want to remember to say thank you, like the one leper out of ten who Jesus healed. Ten were healed; one went right back to Jesus to express his gratitude. Maybe the others went back to Jesus later. Maybe their mother had to remind them to go back and say thank you. But nobody had to remind Valerie to thank her grandma for the bike; it was the natural and spontaneous reaction of her heart. I want to be so exercised in gratitude that going to Jesus first in praise and thankfulness is my heart’s default mode. Not just one Thursday in November. Every day.