Come, Let us Adore Him....

Gift giving is not my love language... period. I mean, I'm not horrible at it. I think... It's just, I'm not GREAT at it. It's not something that comes natural to me, it's not a natural expression of how I feel towards someone, or an indicator of how well I know them. I think that my sensitivities tend to pick up other things... details, or little clues as to what could be the perfect gift- are almost completely unobserved- at least by me. I know people who are wonderful gift givers- my husband and one of my best friends just to name a few. They always have something in mind. They delight in the process of giving- from the acquisition of the gift, to the presentation, and last of all to the actual moment when the suspense has been built and all of their thoughtfulness and time spent will be revealed to their recipient, and that person will feel loved and blessed. Even though I've seldom experienced that side of the coin, I'm not going to lie- I look forward to being on the receiving end of their love language. It's delightful. A home run every time!
This year.... this year was a little different. Finally nine and a half years into marriage I figured out that my lovely husband gives gifts as he wishes to receive them... and I challenged myself to think out side the box. Outside of the box I did.... outside of the car, outside of the living room, I came up with the jackpot of presents and was soooo thrilled to give it away. I was more excited about the anticipation of this then ever before... The preparation, the thrill of the suspense- the moment when all of my effort, and love and reflection all packaged up in a little tiny box were waiting to be exposed.... I held my breath....
Please adore my gift.... Please see that my heart is in that box, just waiting to be received and adored...
It made me think about another gift, another giver. A gift that came packaged in swaddling cloths, and was born in a smelly barn, because no one had prepared for his arrival. No one made room... and except for the army of heavenly hosts, a few observant sheep herders, and a few wise men who's hearts were turned towards heaven.... the world missed it in that moment. Sometimes the world still misses it today.
Was God waiting with anticipation for the humanity to receive the greatest gift of all time. Was He sitting on the edge of the world saying: "Please adore Him.. Please don't miss this, please adore that I wrapped my heart my self up in a little tiny miracle who will one day save the world..."
That's what it's all about, isn't it? That we give and receive symbolically and in memory of the greatest gift ever given, the greatest sacrifice ever made... so that we could have life, and life abundantly..... So, come... Let's Adore Him....

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.