In a few days time the once a year celebration of Christmas will take place.
As I got Matilda up this morning from her cot I walked through the door and was hit by the wall of stink coming from her nappy. I swear it was the biggest poo I’ve seen from her. Ollie was with me and he said, “Matilda that’s smelly poo!”
Minutes later after all was clean I fed Matilda and as she was spitting milk at me it drew my attention to the little baby Jesus who entered the world 2000 years ago. I thought what similarities are there with Matilda than with the baby Jesus we celebrate at Christmas.
Jesus’ mother, Mary would’ve encountered plenty of stinky nappies and milk being spat in her face. There is something pretty real about what happened on that first Christmas.
I remember back to when Lisa was in labor with Matilda and we raced to Adelaide in the middle of the night to greet Matilda some 10 hours later. Not sure if the donkey carrying Mary was racing to Bethlehem but Joseph I’m sure would’ve been tired from the walk as well. A stable to them would’ve been like 5 star accommodation after a long trip like that.
But when they met that baby for the first time the feelings of tiredness and exhaustion would’ve been replaced with a high hit of adrenalin. Finding the time to sit and cherish this perfect little gift would be few and far between with visitors rocking up in the form of shepherds.
As we continue to teach Matilda and Ollie about life and the truths and promises their Heavenly Dad has for them, I’m sure it was no different for the parents of Jesus. Our role as parents is to nurture, love and lead them.
Many years before Jesus was born there were people saying that God will enter our world and He will be our rescuer of all the dark stuff we encounter in our lives. He will show us light and love. We were told that He’ll be the best role model to follow because He’ll walk in our world. I believe this person is Jesus.
So whether you believe in this Jesus bloke or not, I can categorically say from my own experiences that He is as real as the hair on my head. He has given my life light which I didn’t see before.
I challenge you in the lead up to fine food and drinks this Christmas day to just ask the Big Fella if this is real? Ask Him if this baby Jesus we celebrate on Christmas is for real? And if He is, show me in my own understanding?
My understanding says He is for real because I see Jesus’ reflection in my baby Matilda. Simple but that’s how I know in my heart.
I’d love for you to share in the comments below where you see Jesus or where you’d like to see Him this Christmas.
May you have a fantastic Christmas and please stay safe. You’re worth it!