This year as my family and I prepared for the birth of our Lord and Savior; I had a different view of Christmas and what it means to me. My mother passed away about two months ago, and the fresh feelings of sorrow and grief have not yet worn off. She was a believer and due to that I know that I will see her again because I am born again. Knowing that I know someone that I love and have a dear relationship with is waiting up in heaven for me makes this year’s Christmas meaning feel like it went from black and white into Technicolor for the first time.
I have never had someone close to me pass away, so this is the first time dealing with these emotions. God has been so faithful in helping me and seeing my family and me through all of this. In my grief though, I have been able to see the beauty of what my Father did for his children. I love people and genuinely want to see others do well, but I don’t know if I could give a child up for another. However, my Father was able to look beyond me and all I do to send the Son to the earth to live a life without sin, so that He could carry a debt I know I could not repay. He lived a life knowing it was to be sacrificed for the very ones who spit on Him. He took a beating that no one should experience and gave up His life on the cross to experience a moment of absolute separation from the Father so that you and I don’t have to. He did all this so that we made be reconciled to the Father and forever more be untied together.
This year Christmas means more to me because I have experienced a death of a loved one, and because of that I understand more the life that my Father has given us. I understand that this world is but a moment and because of the sacrifice that Jesus made I will be reunited not only with my Heavenly Father, but with all those who have walked this earth who have accepted Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior before me.
To my mother…..until we meet again.
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