It was the night after Christmas, when all through the home, everybody was stirring, because momma was looking for a comb.
So she could wrap her hair and take her butt to bed, because the few glasses of egg nog went straight to her head.
The stockings were flung on the floor, but no one cares, because the candy and gifts were no longer there.
The boys were all in front of the TV with the Xbox on loud but the girls could care less because they were still floating on a cloud.
See, momma had gotten them the dolls they wanted, they couldn’t put them down, so no one in the house, for now, was walking with a frown.
They had all went to church on yesterday and gave God his due praise, for them being thankful and for their bodies he raised.
Momma made sure everybody knew the real reason for Christmas and it wasn’t a green tree, but about the birth of Jesus and all his good deeds.
She didn’t take Christmas lightly and she made sure they all knew the story; she wanted them to know that God got all the glory.
It wasn’t about the decorations, the lights or the money that we spend; but it is to celebrate the birth of a Man who would save us from our sin.
She explained to them how Mary and Joseph were chosen, as Jesus’ parents, by God and how he had placed the love for him in the top & bottom of their heart.
They read the story in Luke starting with Chapter One up until his birth in Chapter Two and she explained all of the things that his parents had to go through.
She wanted her children to know that Jesus is the real reason we celebrate and without him we’d be lost, because he sacrificed it all, it didn’t matter about the cost.
Jesus could have been selfish and thought about himself like some of us do, but he paid the cost for the sins he knew we would go through.
So, as you enjoy the leftover food and play around with the toys and such, thank God for Jesus, just because he loved us so much.
When you are taking down the decorations and putting up the tree, thank God for Jesus because of him, we are free.
When you are returning the ugly sweater or the gift that you didn’t ask for, thank God for Jesus because he has more blessings in store.
When you want to be ungrateful because you didn’t get as much as you thought; thank God for Jesus because his pain was not for naught.
Naught means nothing but Jesus paid the ultimate price, just so we could all enjoy the blessings that God promised in this life.
God is waiting, he stands at the door ready to come into your life, and he’ll even give you the strength to handle this world’s strife.
But you’ve got to open the door and invite him in to stay and stop running when it’s a rainy and cloudy day.
Not all your days will be great, but God had made you strong enough to endure; so walk on with him because he’ll be around to carry you when you fall, I know this to be true.
Believe in God; trust him even when you don’t always do right, because God says in 2 Corinthians 5:7, “For we walk by faith, not by sight.”
Lakisha, the Author 