Merry Christmas
I was driving today and saw a man in a wheel chair at an
exit. I only had two dollars on me so I
rolled down the window to let him know I had a little to give him. He slowly rolled towards me and just at the
point that the light turned green he got to my window. I gave him the two dollars and he said thank
you and as I was rolling my window up he said, and I quote, “Merry
Christmas”
As I drove away I was laughing as I thought about someone
telling me Merry Christmas on the 7th of May, but as I drove on I
thought about the clarity of his statement (even if he wasn’t particularly
clear headed when he said it). We don’t
really know what day Jesus was born and most think that this time of the year
is a lot closer than December 25th. Also shouldn’t we celebrate
Jesus birth every day?
I am thankful for the little things in life that I have that
this man probably doesn’t. I am thankful
for my car, two good legs, a home to live in and enough money that I don’t have
to stay on the side of the exit ramp begging for money. But when it comes to Jesus and His birth,
life, death, burial, and resurrection, I am no more blessed than the man on the
exit ramp is. Jesus did this for both of us, the question is does this man know about it?
It’s funny how we base our quality of life on things that in an
eternal view mean nothing at all. While
I shared two dollars with this man, it won’t make that much of a difference in
his physical life, but if I am able to somehow share the gospel with him or
with anyone who doesn’t know Jesus as their personal Savior, I have been able to
make a true impact in his/her life for eternity.
So why do I forget that?
I think the answer is pretty simple but obvious, cuz the devil wants me
to. He wants me to be comfortable and
not focus on whether people spend eternity in heaven or hell. May I be committed to making every day a
Merry Christmas for someone, that Jesus will be born in them because of God
living in me.
