This is the first Christmas Emma will be celebrating.
Having grown up in a home where Christmas was not observed, always made her feel like she was missing out on something. It was hard to watch all her friends get excited about the season. Once on her own, she had made the decision to participate in the Christmas festivities.
Emma had her coffee in the breakfast room by the big windows where she liked to watch the birds and squirrels. While looking at the critters scurrying around gathering food, she decided to make a list for presents. Emma took a notepad and started writing down names.
I’m sure my family won’t be interested in receiving anything. It will surprise me if they are even talking to me.
Emma had a few co-workers and some friends she would buy for. She washed her cup and slipped her boots on. Emma reached down and patted her Jack Russell on the head, “I’m off to the store to see what I have been missing. You be good.”
Emma arrived at the store and the parking lot was full. She made a couple rounds to find a spot. Every time she found one, someone would take it. Finally she found a parking space way out in the back of the lot. Well, I’ll get my exercise.
Walking up to the store, she saw a cart and decided to grab it. As she reached for it, a lady snatched it from her. “That is mine. You can’t have it.”
“Okay, that’s fine, I will find another one,” Emma said with her hands up in the air. “This place is crazy, and I haven’t even made it inside.”
Emma finished her list barely surviving the journey. She avoided a toy that was thrown across the aisle as two ladies fought over it. Emma tried to calm a lady that was upset because someone took stuff out of her buggy while she was in the dressing room. And, to top it off, the cashier wasn’t in the best of moods.
By the time Emma made it back to her car, she was exhausted from the three hour shopping trip. “There has to be more to Christmas than this. If not, I sure didn’t miss anything growing up.”
Emma pulled out of the parking lot as she switched on her radio. Some loud and fast music was on. I don’t need this, my head already hurts. She scanned through the stations until she heard, “After this break, we will tell you the real reason for the Christmas season.
“I’m definitely staying tuned for this.”
After the commercials, the evangelist came back on. “Well, folks, I know most of you are in your cars, trying not to get ran over. Isn’t it crazy how the Christmas season has produced such grumpy people? This is suppose to be the season of joy, right? Have any of you seen happy or joyful people today?”
“Not me!” Emma chuckled, thinking of her shopping experience.
“The real reason for the season of Christmas has escaped so many. Most of us recognize it is about the birth of Jesus. So, who was Jesus? He was born of a virgin and came to save us from our sins. He is our Savior. What is hard for a lot of people is they don’t realize the need for a Savior. It is hard to get excited about something you don’t understand. God’s wrath, judgment, and anger towards sin can only be appeased through a Savior. Jesus came to give us salvation from eternal suffering. When we understand and accept this, Christmas has more meaning.”
Emma was listening so intently that she missed the road she wanted to turn on. She turned around, as her focus returned to the radio.
“So, what is the reason for the Christmas season? We are! We are the reason He came. We are the reason He died. Christmas can only be fulfilling when we realize our certain demise without Christ.”
Tears flowed down Emma’s cheeks. She was never told any of these things.
The man continued. “If you believe in this Savior I have told you about, all you have to do is pray to God, confess your sins, and ask Jesus into your heart.”
Emma pulled her red Camry onto the side of the road. She closed her eyes, placed her head on the steering wheel, and prayed God would forgive her, and Jesus would come into her heart.
If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
1 John 1:9 (KJV)
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