This is my firstborn son's first Christmas ornament. He will be 30 next week. 30. I can hardly believe it.
I have spent far too many years doing what I thought was important, or just wanted to do. Giving God a little part of my heart, afraid to give it all. Thinking that if I did, I would have to do something I did not want to do, or not be able to have something I wanted or loose something I did not want to loose. Now in part that could be true, because what God thinks is my best is not what I usually think is best. I don't like to wait. I don't like to be in want. Who does??
But, little by little I am giving him more of my heart. I would like to say that it is all his. That I hold nothing back, but if I look deep in my heart I know I have not yielded all of it. He knows it is my desire to do so.
Advent reading for Thursday: Psalm 30; Isaiah 54:1-10; Luke 7:24-30
Father help us to believe you, to trust you. To know in our hearts, not just our heads that you love us, that you offer real life, real healing, real restoration. You know our hearts better than we know them ourselves. Help us to see into them, to see why it is hard of offer them to you fully. Father will you plant and grow the desire for you in our hearts today and in the days leading up to Christmas and in the days that follow.
Immanuel - God with us - always!