Linking up with Kate and the ladies. We: prepare.
It doesn’t feel much like Christmas. Ugly brown grass and bare trees are a poor substitute for glittering snow.
I don’t feel prepared. The presents are wrapped. The cards are all distributed. But I’m focused on other things. And I think that highlights something fundamental about Christmas. We’re never prepared. The first noel, that holy night, nobody was ready. This noel, so many years later, we’re still not ready.
Nothing prepares us for Jesus. Nothing prepares us for that kind of meeting. He comes and He sweeps everything away. All that we’ve done loses potency. All the steps we’ve taken have led nowhere. He stops the clock and we are suspended in a sacred moment.
Lord, meet us here.
Ready or not.