I find myself fighting with a tangled ball of lights year after year as we decorate the Christmas tree. Since we have had children, this has gotten extraordinarily difficult.
When our children were infants, it was easy to simply distract them with a brightly colored toy or to let them sleep in a bassinet while we dragged heavy boxes of ornaments, fake tree branches, and way too much garland up the steps. As I had my annual fight with the ball of lights, we would decorate the tree on our own, in a hurry as the children slept, praising God (silently!) when it was all done—ready for a nap ourselves as our infants cracked their eyes open and fixed them upon a gloriously bright Christmas tree.
Pan to current day, and Christmas decorating is not all that simple. Same ball of lights—yet once-sleepy infants are replaced with energetic “big kids,” ready to do their part in decorating, their hands stretching as far up as they possibly can to get the ornaments placed. And year by year, we watch the kids grow at the same rate as the decorations of the tree, the decorations placed according to their size. The tree becomes their annual growth chart—with every passing year the “garland mark” getting higher and higher. As parents, we could fuss over broken ornaments and misplaced garland. Instead, we do as Mary does.
Luke 2:19 says,
“But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart.”
Christmas is a time for loving and giving. Children’s eyes light up at the sight of something under the tree, yet as parents, we light up as they decorate the tree.
We treasure up all these things, pondering them in our hearts.
With so many things happening surrounding the birth of Christ, it could have been easy for Mary to get distracted as a parent. A census, finding a place to have her child, visitors, and all the other hustle and bustle that comes with being a new parent—distractions all around. Much like pulling out boxes, finding the perfect gift, and entertaining family. But Scripture informs us of what Mary chooses to do through all of this: she treasures these things and ponders these things.
The baby whose head rested on her bicep would one day demonstrate the greatest strength by giving His life for many. The infant hand that wrapped around her finger would find a nail through it as it clenched in pain. The two tiny feet that grazed her wrists would go limp as He breathed His last. All to save us.
An overwhelming feeling to hold the Savior, small as He was, who would do the biggest thing of all—redeem the world.
We should ponder those things next time we drag out the decorations.
Wherever you are celebrating—however you are marking this 2020 Christmas season—make sure to treasure and ponder. Treasure the gift of family, friends, and relationships. Ponder the sacrifice of the Savior so that you would grow.
Every year, I have my fight with the ball of lights. The kids grow—taller and taller. Bigger and bigger. Reaching higher and higher. But not yet tall enough to put the star up top. In our family, this is a “Daddy job,” bestowed upon me as I unbundle the ball of lights and scatter them around the decorated tree. And Daddy (that’s me!) plugs it all into the power source. And wham—illumination.
Praise God for the “Daddy jobs.” Thank God that He is still willing to light up the world—no matter how big we get. We are a tangled ball of lights, but He unravels us just right. All spread out around the world by our Father and illuminated by His sacrifice.
Merry Christmas.
Scripture: ESV®.
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