The Weaving Word

Weaving together the threads that make up my passion for the written word…as an author, editor, and follower of The Word.

Counting down…

The Christmas Spirit is in full swing at my house.  All the lights are up, the decorations out, and as of two nights ago, the empty space beneath the tree is full of wrapped presents.

Christmas tree with presentsNow the waiting really begins, and the counting of days.  “Mom, how many days until Christmas?  How many now?  And now? ” (My 5 year old still struggles to grasp the concept of time.)  It’s cute, the first 10 times she asks, then it starts to get a bit tedious…I try to be patient, realizing that while this next week is going to fly by for me, for her it will seem like an eternity.  All those presents under the tree are just taunting her.  Both of my daughters want to “organize them” by name, shake them up, try to guess.  Of course mean old Mom says they aren’t allowed to touch, just look.

There’s that sense of anticipation again.  Christmas magic stirring up their imaginations as they wonder what is in each of those brightly wrapped boxes.  My kids would disagree, but I think this is the most fun part of the holiday, because it’s still all mystery, with no sense of disappointment yet.  Inevitably we won’t get them that one thing they really wanted, but we didn’t pick up on amidst the hundreds of toys they’ve begged us for.  Or the toy they thought would be so great turns out to be a boring piece of junk.   We’ve all been lured at one time or another by the flash of good marketing, only to realize we’ve been duped. But for now, there are still parties to go to, family to visit, and yes, gifts just waiting to be opened.

I think back to that first “Christmas” when Jesus arrived.  The ultimate gift from God wrapped in human form–no one really knew what to expect.  Here was this beautiful little miracle, with his own star no less. So much potential. Would this messiah turn out to be everything the Jewish people had hoped he would be?  They had waited so long!  As Jesus grew into his adult ministry some ended up being disappointed, even disillusioned.  The long awaited Messiah was supposed to change the world!  Wipe out the Roman empire and rebuild the ruined Temple for starters.  But in reality, he couldn’t even gain the respect of the people in his own home town.

The Jewish leaders hated him for threatening their position of power and for putting God’s true law above their man-made ones.  The zealots hated him because he did not advocate the political change they were looking for. And just about everywhere he went there were people who feared his miracles, thought he was a fraud, wanted to trap him into saying something blasphemous, or just plain didn’t understand his message. There were droves who believed and followed him too, but as we all know, many of the same people who revered him as he rode into Jerusalem were just as happy to see him crucified not long after.  Even his own disciples didn’t understand the true gift of his life, and death, until he made his final appearances on earth as the risen Lord.

I can’t really judge them too harshly though, because how would I have reacted in their place? Probably no different.  I now have the gift of two thousand years of history to look back on.  Hundreds and thousands of men and women who have followed Jesus since, meditated on the word of God and preached it, written about it; walked the earth spreading the good news, even suffered and died as martyrs as an example of what it means to have true faith.  And no matter how much we think we know about God, He still continues to surprise, and bless, and mystify us, though we know He is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

I hope that as my kids outgrow the excitement of finding toys under the Christmas tree it will be replaced with an even more fervent desire to know the best gift of the season… the one that can’t be wrapped. And this joy and anticipation they feel for Christmas morning, will be replaced by the anticipation we feel as we wait to experience eternity with the God who loved us enough to give up the comforts of heaven, and suffer as one of us, so that we might be saved.


This Christmas song by Rich Mullins makes me so nostalgic to be a kid again for the holiday, though the video is more from my parents’ era than mine.  Some of you might want to have a tissue handy.

I thought Christmas Day would never come
But it’s here at last, so Mom and Dad, the waiting’s finally done
And you gotta get up, you gotta get up, you gotta get up

It’s Christmas morning

Last night I heard reindeers on my roof
Well you may think I’m exaggerating but I swear I’m tellin’ you the truth
And you gotta get up, you gotta get up, you gotta get up
It’s Christmas morning

Did my sister get a baby doll? Did my brother get his bike?
Did I get that red wagon, the kind that makes you fly?
Oh, I hope there’ll be peace on earth
I know there’s good will toward men
On account of that Baby born in Bethlehem

Did my sister get her baby doll? Did my brother get his bike?
Did I get that red wagon, the kind that makes you fly?
Oh, I hope there’ll be peace on earth
I know there’s good will toward men
On account of that Baby born in Bethlehem

Mom and Daddy stayed up too late last night
Oh, I guess they got carried away in the Christmas candlelight
And you gotta get up, you gotta get up, you gotta get up
It’s Christmas morning

And you gotta get up, you gotta get up, you gotta get up

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About weavingword

Allison D. Reid is a Christian Fantasy author with a fondness for Medieval history. Her first published series, the Wind Rider Chronicles, embraces traditional fantasy elements but is also infused with deeper spiritual themes. The first two books in the series, "Journey to Aviad" and "Ancient Voices: Into the Depths" can be found at Amazon and other online book retailers. "Journey to Aviad" is now FREE. Visit http://allisondreid.com/books-2/ to learn more.

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