Christmas is a bit overwhelming. There’s a lot going on; a lot of demand on my head-space. Normally, it’s busy enough in there, what with the daily news headlines and the pace of life. I’ve had moments over the past week or so where I’ve been utterly defeated by it all; I’ve been wondering what one man can do in the face of the cultural tidal wave that is encouraging us to get angrier and angrier with people who don’t think the way that we do. I don’t like it, and I feel quite powerless. But my new Christmas eyes helped me…for nothing is impossible with God.
Mary was one woman, in an impossible situation, yet nothing is impossible with God. “I am the Lord’s servant,” she answered. “May it be to me as you have said.” That’s all she did, and that was all that was required of her.
I find it too easy to take the state of the world personally, and feel some kind of responsibility for everything. It’s ridiculous, and certainly the very definition of having ideas above your station. It’s a relief to stop, right in the middle of Christmas, and remember that I am the Lord’s servant, may it be to me as He says. For I, like a young woman two thousand years ago, am small and insignificant and powerless, but I am His servant and nothing is impossible with Him.
Good to remember, thanks James. Much love to you and your family over this Christmas break