Don’t get it Twisted

Its mid-December. The time when we begin to see all sorts of blogs and messages about Christmas. I don’t think I’ve done to many of these, so I’m going to give you one. I’m a get a little hood ( that means ghetto; from the streets figuratively, not literally). Don’t get it twisted ( confused). Christmas season is not about you having money to buy gifts, family to celebrate it with, a big tree, holiday sales, and gift exchanges.

This season is often said to be one of the most depressing times of the years, because people focus on what they lack, rather than what they have.

It is to this mentality that the Gospel Speaks. In Luke chapter 2

 And an angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were filled with great fear. 10 And the angel said to them, “Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. 11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.

There is good news. There is great news, and its not necessarily a new job, home, a new boyfriend or girlfriend, or a ps4. I know some people would like to allegorize that and exchange the glory of the true gift for a material break through that may or may not actually happen. No the good news is way beyond that. Not only that, this news comes with joy, and not just any joy; Great Joy. I’m more and more convinced as I get older and a little wiser, that this Joy that the angel speaks of far exceeds any gift, item, or possession.  What is the cause of the great joy? None other than the savior of the world Jesus Christ.

I have a son, who when I go to malls,  loves to ask me to pay for him to ride those little cars that rock you back and forth when you put a dollar in them. They have all different types, some go one foot forward, then slide backward. Others go side to side, and the cooler ones you sit in them, and they show you a video of a roller coaster,, and they actually simulate the ride, by turning 5 inches to the side when the roller coaster turns, and when the roller coaster dips, it dips a half inch. Its so amazing! The thing about those rides is that they are so small, that I can’t get in with him.

Sometimes, actually almost every time my son asks me to pay for those rides, I tell him no. I’m such a scrooge,  which is why he learned how to ask mom. But if I tell him hey son, don’t worry about those rides I’m going to take you  somewhere much better… Legoland ( a kids theme park) Then  you and I can both ride the rides and have fun together. It would be foolish for my son to pout over the dollar machines, that pale to the excitement and cost of Legoland.

This is what happens to us. Often we go moping around when we don’t have enough money or don’t have permission to ride those little cars at the mall. Its funny because God sometimes gives permission and money and sometimes he doesn’t. He’s a much better father than me. But we shouldn’t put our heads down when we don’t get to ride the rides, because God has something much better for us, something much greater than Disneyland, Legoland,  or Disneyworld. The Magic Kingdom is like skid row compared to what God has prepared, and you know the best thing is that he’s gonna be on the rides with us.

So whether your christmas tree is going to be full, or non existent; Don’t get it twisted, Its all about the promise we have of him. Christ. He offers great joy for all those who believe in him, regardless of their circumstances. My prayer for you during this season is that you will know Christ,the savior that brings great joy, and that our perspective will be on him.


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