Christmas Socks

Unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given…

For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son,

that whosoever believes in Him would not perish but have eternal life.

Isaiah 9:6    John 3:16

Christmas. I love the lights, the tinsel, the songs, and the food. I love the cheesy nothing-to-do-with-the-real-meaning-of-Christmas movies. I love baking cookies with the grandkids and watching the excitement in their eyes as they gasp excitedly at Grandpa and Grandma’s covered-in-icicles Christmas tree. And yet – none of those things is really “Christmas” is it? In fact, one of those decades-old movies reminds us that Christmas can, and does, happen even when all those extras are missing.

Old socks turned Christmas socks.  Old socks nailed to the wall as Christmas stockings, plump with fruit and candy, old socks used as mittens for the kid’s snowball fights and old socks turned into bean bag toys and hand puppets. During those trying years, God gave me a heart of thankfulness for such blessings as old socks – while in recent years, I have spent Christmas’ basking in the outward blessings of tinsel, lights, cheesy movies and grandkids – all shared with my gift-from-God husband. But no matter the circumstance, I always had Christmas. Because Christmas isn’t about those outer trappings I so enjoy…

While we could debate the origins of celebrating this set apart Holy Day we call Christmas, or the accuracy of the exact date – let’s land on the meaning of what we are celebrating. God made flesh. Born of a woman. The Creator entering into His creation to save them. No lights or tinsel or cookies or even eggnog needed.  Jesus the Christ, born into the world to save sinners, of whom I am chief. That is Christmas.

This Christmas may find you comfortably sitting in your favorite chair, sipping hot chocolate and basking in the glow of a tree or alone in a prison cell (physical or emotional), tear-stained face and discouraged beyond words. It may find you missing a now-in-heaven child/parent/spouse/friend… or it may find you feverishly trying to “create” Christmas for family. My prayer is that this Christmas we purposefully remember what we are celebrating – the greatest *gift of all time. The gift of His one and only Son… for you. Amazing.

The very purpose of Christ’s coming into the world was that he might offer up his life as a sacrifice for the sins of men. He came to die. This is the heart of Christmas. –Rev. Billy Graham

Father, I am speechless when I think of what You have given us…Your Son, Your only Son. I bow at Your feet, acknowledging Your goodness, faithfulness and absolute mercy and grace given to one such as I. Thank You Father, thank You. In Jesus’ name, Amen

*(Make sure you have opened this gift or it will do you as much good as those expired gift cards!).

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus