How to Have a Wonder-Filled Christmas
I love the song I hear playing non-stop in every store I enter right now, the one with the line that gets stuck in your head so easily.
"It's the most wonderful time of the year."
I know those stores are sending not so subtle hints that I need to get my Christmas shopping done, preferably in the store I'm in right at that moment, but I like the song for a different reason. I like it because my mind re-writes it ever so slightly.
"It's the most wonder-filled time of the year."
And it is full of wonder.
Wonder that my God, who created every light I see in the night sky, would see me, thousands of years in the future, and call me loved. Wonder that He would be moved by his heartache over our coming separation because of my sin, moved enough to set a plan in motion to bring me back into His arms. And wonder that His plan for my redemption involved a cave, a peasant teenage girl, and a baby.
Such a wonder-filled plan.
But, over the last twenty years of parenting, I've learned the wonder can get lost in the wrapping paper and the cookie baking.
If we're not careful to impart the significance of the season to our children, it's easy for them to wake up the day after Christmas having missed the meaning in the remembering that was designed to draw them closer to the God who initiates all wonder.
And that's why Advent exists, to create avenues for remembering the meaning and exploring the path from the cradle to the cross and beyond. To become filled with the wonder.