How the time flies and things never seem to get done, right?
But here it is, Christmas Eve, and it is time to slow down and take in the joy of the season.
So what if the tablecloth didn't get ironed...what a blessing to have family and friends to gather around it.
Okay, maybe you didn't get to make those fancy homemade cream puffs like you wanted to, but the store bought ones, served on a nice plate to your guests will be just as welcoming because the laughter of friends is what will be remembered for years to come.
The gifts may not be quite as plenty this year, but hugs and kisses are free. Today is a day to be a little selfish. Surprised I said that?
Give to yourself today.
Give yourself the gift of loving yourself for just being. For being you. Not for what you can do, or make, or create, or how well you perform...but love yourself as Christ loves you. We tend to see our own faults and praise others' for their creativity, no matter how simple they may be.
Take this little ornament exchange party I attended. I simply wrapped a little ornament in a simple, left over piece of fabric...
Just added a little leftover greenery...and some leftover ribbon...
And decided to photograph it quickly in a little silver dish...
Because we all know that even the simplest of things can be prettied up with a little fussing....
But that is where the true spirit of Christmas comes in...
That is why it is so cool that Christ was born....because He gets to see what so many of us never see in ourselves.
I recently snapped up this unique, beautiful, silver one-handled tray at a flea-market. I couldn't believe my luck - or the price! Oh lucky day for me...it was even tarnished. How I couldn't wait to show my shopping buddy.
Before I bought it, I showed my beloved treasure to my friend, who upon closer examination, pointed out that my "one-handled" tray was in fact, broken. It was missing the other handle...
I stared at my beloved "one-handled" silver treasure and contemplated for only a moment. It didn't take long for me to decide that it was even more special now. Because now it was a one-of-a-kind and now it has a story...a history.
And that is how Christ sees us. We are His beloved treasures. And I would like to think that while it is rare that I can overlook my own flaws, Christ is able to look at us as I first looked at this broken, silver tray. Broken, but still treasured. We are so loved by Him, that He takes us as we are, and we have nothing to prove.
All we need to do is just "be."
Now I ask you...how many of you even noticed the "broken handle" before I even pointed it out to you? Is it broken or is it unique?
Merry Christmas and may you always feel treasured by The One who finds you valuable no matter how much we are "broken."