“Return to your house and describe what great things God has done for you.” So he went away, proclaiming throughout the whole city what great things Jesus had done for him.
Jesus casts demons out of a man and the man begs Jesus to let him (the man) travel with Him (Jesus). Jesus gives that man this directive: “Return to your house and describe what great things God has done for you.”
What great things has God done for me? Have I shared them with anyone lately?
In the here and now, there are many blessings. There have been several rounds of layoffs at my place of employ. I am still working. I live in an apartment whose rent is still, by the standards of the places surrounding, miraculously inexpensive. I am married to a wife who loves me — faults and all — and have two wonderful children who teach me much. I fellowship with a marvelous group of believers who love one another. We are not perfect, but the only perfect Person was nailed to a cross about 2,000 years ago. I am blessed with friends and family who love me and bear with my weaknesses and insecurities. My life is, by God’s grace and generous heart, very good.
More than all of this, God came and died for me. He loved me when I hated Him. He sacrificed Himself for me when I have trouble sacrificing the little time it takes to read His Word and write these journals. I am blessed by the time spent here with Him, but there are always other things that vie for this time. God laid aside the glories of Heaven in order to be born into squalor and live a workman’s life and end His brief stay on this globe nailed to a cross.
The Christmas season is a time when people run around yelling about the alleged war on Christmas — there may be one, but I have more important things to do than fret over it. Rather than tell anyone how the world is at war with Christmas, let me, instead, tell what Christmas really is: a great thing that God has done for me and everyone else. Christmas is the time we remember when God stepped down from glory indescribable to a stable. Christmas is the time we recall that the Son of God became the Son of Man so that He might become our kinsman redeemer. Christmas is the time when we give one another gifts to remember that God gave us Himself.
God has done and continues to do great things for me. Let me trumpet His greatness from the rooftops and let the rest sort itself out.