Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Midnight on aisle four

After Cheerleading Practice, after supper, after the PTA committee meeting, after two phone calls to dear friends, and after bed time medicines and kisses, I found myself driving to Wal-Mart to get the last things I needed to finish up Christmas projects and "beat" the crowd. (I'm not sure if you are "beating the crowd"if you get there after the crowd has left but, you understand, right?) Anyway I expected the crowd at Wal-mart to be quite thin at 10:00pm. I was wrong.

I ran in to lots of people I know. As I played shopping cart derby trying to navigate the aisles I thought "Why are all these crazy people here so late?'' Just then I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror (that incidentally, was marked down to $24.98). Now that is one crazy lady, buying M&Ms, spray paint, a phone card, a DVD gift set, baggies and a gallon of milk at 10:30pm!

The craziest thing about the holidays is that we wear our selves out trying to make the season just right! Personally, I think the flu season hits hardest in January because our resistance is down from all that crazy hustle and bustle. Please don't think I am a scrooge. I love buying and wrapping presents. To a point, I actually enjoy the hustle and bustle and late night trips. I love this season.

But last night as I made my way to the check out stand I had an "Ah-Ha" moment that sort of put the season in perspective for me. I accidentally picked up The Passion DVD gift set. I thought I had grabbed the Gone With The Wind Gift Set (same color box and right beside each other on the shelf). I was agitated when I realized I would have to go all the way back to electronics to make the exchange. I grabbed the DVD out of my basket and started to huff back to the back of the store. As I passed a little black woman, Passion in hand, she remarked "Oh now wasn't that the greatest gift we could get, Praise God!" I smiled and nodded somewhat startled by the sound of God being praised in Wal-Mart. Then I looked down at that man hanging on the cross on the back of the DVD and I realized how right that little lady was.

The greatest gift ever was not Christ's birth, which was miraculous and wonderous to be sure, but his death. His horrible, painful, agonizing and brutal death. Remember when "The Passion " came out how the nation was completely gripped by the movie? Didn't it turn your stomach to see him beat? Didn't it make you want to hurl when they whipped him? The greatest gift ever came without wrapping paper and bubble wrap. There was not a big satin bow nor a card enclosed. Just blood, sweat, tears, and a life sacrifice. He did all this for me. Nothing could ever top that gift. May I never ever gripe about what I go through to give these temporal, insignificant trinkets to the ones I love. My Savior gave it all for me.

Right there in Wal-mart I had a little change of heart. I decided not to exchange the DVD. I started thinking about all the fun and frivolous gifts I will give and get this year and suddenly wondered what all the fuss is about. Really?

I 'm not sure how this ah-ha moment will affect my Christmas spirit. I was already trying to think of ways to really give something of significance this year. I decided to write letters to add to the gifts I give a few people. I want to tell them how much they mean to me and how I feel Christ has used them in my life. Our little family had also already decided to add a Christmas Eve Service to our tradition... Something Rob's family has always done as they are catholic, but something I have never done away from them. There are several Baptist churches who selflessly offer such services. And most importantly, I am going to sit down tonight and read the story of the crucifixion to my kids and tell them again about the greatest gift ever given.

This year as I make my last minute mall-runs and trips to Target at 10:30pm, I hope my "ah-ha"moment (courtesy of an angel parading as a late night Wal-Mart shopper) will help me to remember the greatest gift ever given and live accordingly.

Merry Christmas my sweet blog family! I hope you and yours take every opportunity to come closer to the Father during this and every season! See you in blog land next week!

4 comments:

Lisa said...

Wonderful reminder of the greatest Christmas gift ever...really puts things into perspective. Thanks for sharing and Merry Christmas!

Chris said...

Hope you and your family have a blessed Christmas! Thanks for the reality check! (And maybe you DO need a dog...!) LOL!

Donna G said...

My Ah-Ha moment came this morning. This was my daily verse

"But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed.
Isaiah 53:5, New International Version

Merry Christmas and thanks for sharing!

Brandon Scott Thomas said...

Stephanie-
Great thoughts. I have had a few of those moments this week too. I think that if Jesus were here He MIGHT say to me..."give all those presents you bought to the poor." I might reply, "Lord, but, what about our tradition of opening gifts on Christmas Eve?" I imagine He'd lovingly say something to me like he said to the rich young ruler. Not to say we shouldn't be giving gifts--cause we will at our house. I just feel like the whole commercialism thing has so impacted us that we end up with loads of crap that we'll barely use. I've been wrestling with the notion of what Jesus really came to give us. The more I think about it, the more I think that it is NOT security in THIS world. That makes me nervous. But, the more I consider it, the more I think the gift he gave us in being pierced for our transgressions only baptizes us into the Kingdom of God which is all about spreading the love of Jesus and the blessings He's given us instead of building bigger barns.

I crawled up in our attic this week to get some presents that had been hidden and it struck me while I was up there that there are a lot of people living on the streets who would love to just stay in our ATTIC where it's at least warm and out of the weather. It convicted me about how lavish our lives can become.

Sorry to soap box for a moment. It's just been on my heart this week. Your post made me feel that again. Sometimes I allow myself to be too much a part of the world instead of being the salt and light to people right next to me.

Thanks for the reminder today! We loved the picture card. Your kids--puh-lease. Could they be any cuter?? We love you guys--hug Rob for us.