Saturday, December 15, 2007

One!

One day TLCH!

Here's my thought - it's just one thought - but it is not short:
Every year at this time I think of my first Christmas. Not in 1952, but in 1970, the year I graduated from high school. I had been to a Christian weekend retreat the preceding spring in Weslaco, Texas. Prior to that I had struggled with my faith. It seemed foolish to believe in Jesus as I’d been taught. I mean, you couldn’t see him. And some folks didn’t believe him, so why should I? And yet, I could NOT not. There is a definite misery in doubt. At least there was for me. But at that retreat I remember surrendering. That’s really what it was . . . a giving in. Long story short, my life changed.

I remember being at my Grandmother Jennie’s house that Christmas in Kaufman, Texas. I remember thinking, everything is the same, and yet everything is different. . . for me.

Rather than write more about it, I’ll just copy and paste the words to the song I wrote about it. It’s a shameless plug I know . . but I so believe these words were inspired:

“My First Christmas”

We hang the tinsel on the tree
And mail the cards to friends and family
We do the things that we have done before
But this year Christmas means so much more

This is my first Christmas since I decided to believe
This is my first Christmas since I decided to receive
The greatest gift from heaven and that the world will ever know
When God gave Jesus . . . on that first Christmas . . . long ago.

I love the carols now for what they mean
And my heart swells when I see the manger scene
This year Christmas is different than it was
This year Christmas means more because. . .

This is my first Christmas since I decided to believe
This is my first Christmas since I decided to receive
The greatest gift from heaven and that the world will ever know
When God gave Jesus . . . on that first Christmas . . . long ago.

1 comment:

Elizabeth H. said...

What a wonderful story! Jesus is such a gift. I can just hear you singing that song, too!