Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Christ Was

This story didn't happen to me, but it is true.  It happened to a dear friend and I am taking a wee bit of artistic license with it.  

It was almost Christmas.  I was grumpy.  Tired, worn out and grumpy.  Oh, we had everything that we needed, but money was tight, bills were piling up, the kids were difficult and we lived in the land of the NEVER ENDING SNOW.  And here was Christmas.  I couldn't quite shake this feeling of weariness.  Dreariness.  Nothing earthshaking, just a lack of something.  It's probably something every young mom contends with.  But still, it was Christmas and I was NOT in the mood.

I decided to do something about it.  There was a family in town with nothing.  I was going to help them have a Christmas too.  I organized some friends to get them some presents and then remembered I had an old beat-up Wal-mart Christmas tree in the basement so I hauled it out to lend to them.

And there it was.  The writing on the wall. Well, technically not the wall, the box.

Christwas.

An upside down letter turned me upside down as well.

Christ Was.

A promise
A baby
A boy
A blessing
Missing
Found 
In favour with God and men
Teacher 
Healer 
Master
Messiah
Hated
Despised
Rejected
Wounded for our transgressions 
Crucified
Buried

Alive

CHRIST WAS
AND
CHRIST IS

Alive
Saviour
Coming King

CHRIST IS TO COME

What more could I ask for?

Nothing.

9 comments:

Char said...

Hey girl! I thought I'd post the link to the picture of the box- I love it, makes me smile. Just scroll down through the blog post from three years ago (wow, how time flies). Anyway, I LOVE YOU!!!!

http://seeyourjackson5.blogspot.com/2005/12/christ-was.html

Char said...

P.S. You have to copy and paste it into your browser bar.

Janet said...

Amen.

a Tonggu Momma said...

Beautiful.

momofthecrazies said...

Geek, you have such a nice way with words.

CC said...

I love this!!

JCK said...

Haapy Holidays, HG!

Heather of the EO said...

What TM said, Beautiful! Love it.

Bargainista said...

That is good!
Keep writting, HG!