My Own Personal Christmas

    by Debra J. Womack

        Just a short story... I was having one of those kind of down days yesterday. In my heart I really didn't know where I was going to celebrate Christmas day, and I have been so busy running around taking care of everyone else I forgot about myself. I suddenly slowed down enough to realize... I had forgotten me. Refusing to give in to that dark cloud of self-pity and unhappiness, I simply winged a small heart prayer to God... "I wish I had somewhere to go for Christmas, and Jesus, You know who I would like to spend Christmas day with... and.... I'm am so tired I just wish I could soak in a hot tub for a year... "

        Weary to the bones and ready to burst into tears, I unlocked my door, entered the apartment and glanced at the blinking light on my answer machine. Well, just one message today. I pushed the button marked 'miracle call' and listened as one of God's Angels invited me to Christmas Dinner. As I called to accept the invitation, I opened a Christmas package from another of God's Angels..."soul soothing bath beads and body lotion"... and by this time I was feeling warm fuzzies all over...He was listening this afternoon when that sigh slipped out and winged it's way into His Heart! But wait....it's not over yet... as Angel #1 answered the phone, she seemed to feel the need to apologize, for the last two days, every time she prayed, she kept feeling like she needed to ask two specific people to Christmas Dinner. Although she felt sure they had both made other plans, she felt that she had to make sure. I was one of those two people, placed upon her heart... oh yes, the other person? The other person was that one person I wanted to spend Christmas with...

        The Bible says that Jesus is our High Priest who is touched with the feelings of our infirmities. And to "Seek ye first the Kingdom of God, and He will give you the desires of your heart." He knows how it feels...

        My happiness does not depend on the other person accepting the invitation. My joy springs from the relationship with a God who hears the whimpers of my heartstrings. Who has time for "self-pity" when they serve a God who cares for His Own? I didn't try to force the rose to bloom before it was time... and God surprised me with an early blooming rose!

    Good morning.
    This is God.
    I will be handling all of your problems today.
    I do not need your help.
    Have a nice day.

        P.S. Have a Merry Christmas!

    Posted: 12/19/2000
    URL: http://www.heartlight.org/articles/200012/20001219_personal.html

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