Today is Christmas – once again. The children, and of course also the parents, woke up early this morning to see what the “Christmasman” has brought them.
I read a Poem from an unhappy young boy that says something about the joy that adults find in playing with their children’s toys. It’s written by Edgar Albert Guest…
Pa Did It
The train of cars that Santa brought is out of kilter now;
While pa was showing how they went he broke the spring somehow.
They used to run around a track‑‑at least they did when he
Would let me take them in my hands an' wind 'em with a key.
I could 'a' had some fun with 'em, if only they would go,
But, gee! I never had a chance, for pa enjoyed em so.
The automobile that I got that ran around the floor
Was lots of fun when it was new, but it won't go no more.
Pa wound it up for Uncle Jim to show him how it went,
And when those two got through with it the runnin' gear was bent,
An' now it doesn't go at all. I mustn't grumble though,
'Cause while it was in shape to run my pa enjoyed it so.
I've got my blocks as good as new, my mitts are perfect yet;
Although the snow is on the ground I haven't got em wet.
I've taken care of everything that Santa brought to me,
Except the toys that run about when wound up with a key.
But next year you can bet I won't make any such mistake;
I'm going to ask for toys an' things that my pa cannot break.
One of the best things about the Christmas Season in all the exchanging of gifts. Children and grown-ups alike are beside themselves with excitement and anticipation of giving and receiving gifts. I guess one could say that in some way we are all kids at heart.
Here’s a beautiful story of a wonderful little GIFT EXCHANGE. It was the day after Christmas at a church in San Francisco. The pastor of the church was looking over the manger scene when he noticed that the baby Jesus was missing from among the figures. Immediately he turned and went outside and saw a little boy with a red wagon, and in the wagon was the figure of the little infant, Jesus. So he walked up to the boy and said, "Well, where did you get Him, my fine friend?" The little boy replied, "I got him from the church." "And why did you take him?" The boy said, "Well, about a week before Christmas I prayed to the little Lord Jesus and I told him if he would bring me a red wagon for Christmas I would give him a ride around the block in it." May we be inspired by this story to give the giver of our gifts a ride around the block with gifts that he has entrusted to us. That is what the message of the Gospel is all about. “Go into all the world… with the gift of God’s love.”
In German we sing “Alle Jahre wieder kommt das Christuskind.” Every year again the Christchild comes.
But the happiness of Christmas often lasts only for a little while. “Doch nur kurz sind solche Freuden.” In the midst of all the Christmas celebrations we ask, what makes Christmas so special? So unique?
I’d like to share with you a Parable Of Christmas: Once there lived a king who had power over all nations and peoples. His courts were of richest Splendor; his tables were heavy with finest food. Music and laughter and cheer floated from his majestic castle. The Peasants -- in their valley of violence and hunger -- stopped and looked at the castle for a long while, wishing they might know the king. But none were able to reach it. In the cold of winter, the king's tailor entered the royal chambers with the latest additions to the king's wardrobe. He had selected the finest materials and woven them into the most beautiful garments that eyes had ever seen. But the king was not pleased. He ordered his tailor out, vowing to make his own clothes. The door to the throne room was shut and locked. Weeks passed. The royal court waited with anticipation to see what the king would make for himself. They knew they were bound to be blinded by the glory of it. Finally the awaited day arrived. The door opened and the king appeared. Everyone, especially the tailor, gasped in surprise. His Majesty was dressed in the simplest, cheapest, most unkingly garments imaginable. He had the choice of the world's finest materials, but he had chosen to wear the clothes of a beggar. He spoke quietly to them all: "I am going into the valley!"
The eternal God came into the valley where we live, to live as we live, to eat the food that we eat, to feel the joys and pains that we feel, to cry the tears that we cry, and ultimately to take upon himself the sin of the world, and to die for you and me.
Paul says in Philippians 2
5 Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus:
6 Who, being in very nature God,
did not consider equality with God something to be grasped,
7 but made himself nothing,
taking the very nature of a servant,
being made in human likeness.
8 And being found in appearance as a man,
he humbled himself
and became obedient to death —
even death on a cross!
9 Therefore God exalted him to the highest place
and gave him the name that is above every name,
10 that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,
in heaven and on earth and under the earth,
11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord,
to the glory of God the Father.