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Sunday, December 13, 2009

12 Pearls of Christmas: God With Us

LISTENING FOR CHRISTMAS
by Deb Kalmbach

I used to be the queen of over-commitment, and December brought out the worst in this malady. It was as if I were poised at an imaginary starting line, and when I flipped the calendar page, I was off and running--the December dash!

You could hardly see any white space on my daily planner it was so jammed with events. Kids’ Christmas programs, church programs, and endless lists of things-to-do obscured my calendar and my vision to see what really mattered. Each day when we hung another ornament on our Advent tree, I felt my chest tighten, and my breathing get shallower. Only single-digit shopping days left…Panic mode was about to set in.

Of course I was singing in the Christmas choir. I love music, and the heavenly Christmas anthems we sang. The neighborhood cookie exchange was an annual tradition. Forget about the old standards, chocolate chip or peanut butter cookies. Let’s talk about jam-filled tea cookies, chocolate-dipped peanut butter balls, or iced sugar cookies with colored sprinkles. My kitchen looked like a Martha Stewart test kitchen gone awry.

My head spins just thinking about it. I usually felt so frustrated and exhausted by Christmas Day, I barely enjoyed the celebration. I repeated this drill for many Christmas seasons, before I finally decided to step back and think about why I was trying to accomplish the impossible. I learned to take a deep breath and accept the fact that I can’t do it all—and I’m much better off if I don’t try.

That’s probably why I’m writing this. The tendency to revert to this frenzied pace by mid-December is still a challenge. I need to be reminded of the quiet simplicity of this season, so I can hear the age-old message once again.

“Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son and will call him Immanuel.” Isaiah 7:14

Immanuel! Our God is with us. If we can stop long enough to listen—we will hear the invitation that beckons us to come, to wait, to get ready for our coming King.

No doubt, December will be as busy as ever with gifts to purchase, trees to decorate and carols to sing. But this Advent season, I pray that in the midst of everything contending for our time and attention, our hearts will be moved and our senses sharpened to rejoice in God’s greatest gift.

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Deb Kalmbach is the co-author of Because I Said Forever: Embracing Hope in a Not-So-Perfect Marriage and the author of a book for children, Corey’s Dad Drinks Too Much. Deb and her husband, Randy, make their home in a tiny town in Eastern Washington. Visit Deb at her website or blog.



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7 Comments:

At December 14, 2009 1:34 PM , Anonymous Stacie Ruth said...

Thank you for sharing. Yes, Jesus is the greatest gift. It's good to remember and savor the Savior.

A fellow Pearl Girl,
Stacie Ruth

 
At December 14, 2009 3:28 PM , Blogger LV said...

Totally enjoying these posts.

 
At December 14, 2009 5:00 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Only the Lord can transform that which is ugliest to Him, to something that can bring Him glory.

Such is the reason I love the symbolism of the pearl. An irritant, a piece of dried yukky mud invades the oyster's life and is given over to be transformed into a gift the oyster gives of great price.

with you, loving 'getting to know the One who became Abraham's
Magnificent Obsession,'

Jackie -:¦:-
-:¦:-¸¸.·´*
(Brenda Nuland, "Sunday Afternoon Tea", ref. to Hebrews 11: 13-16)

 
At December 15, 2009 12:48 AM , Blogger A Gracious Home said...

I get the message that your blog can't be found. It must be a bad link. I really would like to buy your book about marriage.I get discouraged sometimes because all the women on these Christian blogs seem to have perfect marriages. My husband and I are committed to our marriage because we love one another and our family. But we don't enjoy each others company. I think that's so sad. I have been praying for 44 years about this. My husband doesn't see a problem with it. I will go check out your book. Thanks, Doylene

 
At December 15, 2009 8:43 AM , Blogger Buttons and Bows said...

Our greatest gift is not diamonds or pearls, but it is Jesus.
He is the true reason for this season.
Bless the Lord, O my soul

 
At December 15, 2009 7:52 PM , Blogger Stacie said...

Please count me in.

simplystacieblog at gmail dot com

 
At December 18, 2009 6:02 PM , Blogger Diva Kreszl said...

a very important reminder for us all to slow down and remember our reason for celebrating!

 

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