12.05.2012

when we say yes to God

Christmas is fast approaching. All my decorations are in place and Christmas music is playing around-the-clock. I close down the house each night, turning off lights and starting the dishwasher. It’s my favorite time of day, when I have a few moments with my own thoughts.

I sit in the living room, lost in the tree lights. My eyes drift to the nativity my mom bought me for my first married Christmas eight years ago. I think about Mary, and about how she must have felt when the angel told her she would bear the the Savior of all mankind. Scared, unsure, feeling ill-equipped, she was called to a path that no one else in all of history would ever travel; the very thing that God had ordained for her before the foundations of the earth.


I think about us, here in two thousand twelve. How God has uniquely purposed our lives, too. But I wonder if we expect His plan to be neatly packaged? When we say yes to God, do we assume He’ll go before us and unravel all the knots and iron out the wrinkles?

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[it's my very first post on Fancy Little Things!]




4 comments:

  1. loved it, aly! thrilled that the lord found a new place to use your gift of words. what a great little community! xo

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  2. I have the same nativity and it never ceases to amaze me-the beauty of the story.

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  3. i ADORE you and so thankful that we get to blog alongside at FLT! :) :)

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