It’s Christmas, and I Want More
Great Feast Day Post #12: The Nativity of Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ
So we finally come to the Great Feast Day of Christmas: The Nativity of Christ. For this final post that I am writing, which joins eleven others that make up a total of twelve great feast posts, I am going to adhere strictly to my heart. I am going to make no intellectually charged or theologically dense statements, insights or any other profound acts of over-pandering to those who just want to hear His Word.
But do any of us just want to hear His word? If it makes us feel better, maybe. Face it: we’re all wrapped up in a world of consumerism, and every step we take toward Him is an outright act of defiance against what secularism states we must do or become. All right, that was a little dense. I am human, after all.
It’s the last feast of the calendar year, although it’s not the last of the Church calendar we are on. Maybe I am guilty too of conforming to earthly standards: I started my first great feast post by writing about Theophany – in January – instead of in September where our liturgical calendar truly begins. In this manner the journey toward Him, battling our way back and forth like a pin ball between right and wrong, may feel at first like a hot and cold, narcissistic relationship where we find ourselves using Him to meet our needs rather than the opposite. So I started the new year with a blog to spread His word. Maybe deep down I just wanted to show off my creativity and skill based on some subconscious resolution, after realizing my first attempt at writing a novel was most likely going to be mediocre at best. But hear me now, my friends. Coming to a humbling conclusion is nearly half the battle. We find we are human and so perhaps can at last move on and understand what is most important.
And I’ve now come to Christmas. We’ve come to Christmas. The birth of our Savior and Lord Jesus Christ. This is not our first attempt to appreciate what this time really means, and for many it won’t be our last. We’ve got to make the tough decision of not wanting anything more than to be close to Him. We’re nothing without that closeness. And if we could just take a moment from being self absorbed and relentlessly destructive toward our lives with wants, needs, possessions and other comforts, we could make the tough decision of following Him against the comfortably easy decision of pleasing ourselves. Each feast day we have had the opportunity to see how important it is to enter a church and experience yet again a connection with others under the wings of glory. And, although it is the last I am going to write for, it is only the beginning of which I yearn for: I want more of Him, year after year, feast after feast; Christmas after Christmas.
Love in Christ,