Thanks given, turkey eaten, pie consumed, football watched and naps taken. Seeking advent candles and twinkle lights, the focus turned to the birth of a Savior. Under an ancient live oak tree, much work needed to be done as neglect resulted in overgrown weeds, unacceptable to stage the Nativity. In mowing, trimming and pulling I heard:
a voice of one calling in the wilderness, “Prepare the way for the Lord, make straight paths for him.” Mark 1:3 – NIV
The initial humor faded into a metaphor of my heart as of late, neglected, overgrown, unprepared for the Christ child. Mary and Joseph knocked on doors only to find no room, the innkeepers busily tending to paying guests. I too have ignored the knocking, focusing on the business of the day and keeping up appearances.
But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Luke 2:10-12 – NIV
With no “proper” room available, God chose the humblest of places to appear, yet shepherds and wise men traveled there to honor the King of Kings, the Savior of the world.
Even as God is willing to use small, dusty corners of my heart to make Himself known, I should pull the weeds and trim the grass preparing greater space for Him. I pray that in lighting candles and hanging lights, I will see neglected spaces needing cleaning, making a way for Jesus. I pray the same for you.