"God. Is. With. Us."
I have been thinking about those four words a lot lately. With Christmas only days away, I'm loudly reminded of the day that God stepped out of Heaven to become one of us. He chose to walk among us and die on a cross, not only for my sins, but for the sins of this world. He made a way for us to always have a relationship with Him, and Him with us. God is with us, always.
Alex and I were asked a few months ago to share at the Christmas Eve service how those four words have impacted our life, with special focus on how it's impacted our journey with Cale. When we first agreed to this I was ecstatic! I was so excited to share our story with the congregation of our church, especially since so many of those people have been with us since the very first day Cale came into this world.
Now with the Christmas Eve less than two weeks away, I find myself at a loss for words. I have so many thoughts floating in my head but no way to do them justice merely through words. I'm imagining a sanctuary full of people, many who probably do not know Jesus, and me wanting to say something profound and meaningful that might draw them to my Jesus. I want people to see the existence of a living God through our story but I'm having such a difficult time forming my thoughts into words that will do just that. At this point I'm really just relying on God to take over as soon as I walk up on that stage.
I'm also doubting the person's decision who decided that Alex and I were the best people to share a testimony. I know several people who have been through, or are going through, many more difficult things, and these people could probably do a whole lot better at conveying their point to thousands of people. Why us? The irony of this is that once the shock of finding out Cale was different wore off, Alex and I dreamed of being able to do something like this. We wanted the situations God had given us to draw people to Him; to have people see God in the way we lived our life. Now we've been blessed with this incredible opportunity and all I want to do is stay in bed with the sheets pulled over my head until Christmas is over.
Perhaps I could get inspired by some of your thoughts. How has the phrase, "God is with us", impacted your life?
Please, Christmas! Don't come too quickly this year. I need more time!
