Not Only Christmas Day

Good morning! I hope you had a blessed Christmas! It is a rainy & windy day in North Carolina – perfect for a lazy morning of staying in our pajamas. I’m thankful for time to rest, partly because my family hasn’t had a lot of sleep in the past few days and partly because the house is such an overflowing mess that I don’t know where to start! Sometimes life is one daunting task after another, isn’t it?

And so today finds me procrasinating a bit, because I’d really like to stay in the Christmas glow of worship, family, prayer, and reflection. But I know that as soon as I turn on the TV, the newscasts will have turned their focus onto 2012 in review and what’s to come in 2013. Commercials will be playing upon our holiday-indulgence-regrets and pitching weight loss plans and products. Eventually I’ll have to think about removing the tree with the falling needles. And there will be duties to resume and big decisions to make. Plus, upcoming visits to the cancer center with my dad.

January may be around the corner, but this year’s Christmas offered me, more than ever, the gift of an eternal perspective. The holiday season may soon be past, but Christmas Hope is a forever-reality because the Baby went from the manger to a sinless life to a cross that I deserved. He died that death may die. The things that I worry over today – be they trivial like messy houses or heavy like doctors’ reports – pale in comparison to the immeasurable hope and glory that are forever found in Christ.

And so I’ll take one step at a time today and not buy into the temptation to mentally venture into what’s to come. Life will be a mix of taking out the trash and hugging the ones I love and talking to Jesus who goes before me. His example of humility and His gift of hope won’t be on my return list, but will be presents that I open every day.

The poem, Not Only Christmas Day, by Mary Fairchild, is on my mind today. I hope it encourages you, as it has inspired me, to view life with a Christmas perspective throughout the year.

Lord, this is my prayer
Not only on Christmas Day
But until I see You face to face
May I live my life this way:

Just like the baby Jesus
I ever hope to be,
Resting in Your loving arms
Trusting in Your sovereignty.

And like the growing Christ child
In wisdom daily learning,
May I ever seek to know You
With my mind and spirit yearning.

Like the Son so faithful
Let me follow in Your light,
Meek and bold, humble and strong
Not afraid to face the night.

Nor cowardly to suffer
And stand for truth alone,
Knowing that Your kingdom
Awaits my going home.

Not afraid to sacrifice
Though great may be the cost,
Mindful how You rescued me
From broken-hearted loss.

Like my risen Savior
The babe, the child, the Son,
May my life forever speak
Of who You are and all You’ve done.

So while this world rejoices
And celebrates Your birth,
I treasure You, the greatest gift
Unequaled in Your worth.

I long to hear the same words
That welcomed home Your Son,
“Come, good and faithful servant,”
Your Master says, “Well done.”

And may heaven welcome others
Who will join with me in praise
Because I lived for Jesus Christ
Not only Christmas Day

— Mary Fairchild

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