We've been out looking at Christmas lights. We drove
over to Camp Jordan in the drizzle and enjoyed the spectacle of lights and
music that is there. I appreciate the causes they're collecting money for, so
I'm glad we went, but my favorite thing is to drive by the homes and see the
decorations individuals and families have put up for our enjoyment.
I like to think of all the people who worked--alone or
with a helper--to string lights on the eaves of the house or along the porch
rail. Some mild Saturday afternoon, they got out the stepladder, fluffed up the
wreaths, straightened the bows, and beautified their homes in honor of the
season. In honor of Jesus.
I know that not everyone thinks of Jesus as they put
up their lights and arrange the tree so that it can be seen through the window.
But I do think it's the image of God in us that gives us generous impulses. His
goodness is seen throughout the earth, and any goodness we have comes from Him.
So today I offer my thanks. Thanks to each one of you
who worked hard to make things nice for the season. I have
loved--loved!--seeing your lights and garlands and wreaths. Thanks most of all
to God for giving us Jesus and for creating all the goodness in the world,
goodness that endures in spite of all the horrific things that happen every
day. Still people are baking, buying, and wishing one another joy.
"The earth is the Lord's and the fulness
thereof." (Psalm 24:1)
Joy to the World!
--Sherry Poff
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