If you are reading this expecting a nice, happy post about the beautiful colors and bright, shining glory of Christmas lights, you will be very disappointed. What I want to do is lodge a complaint.
i tried to put up our outside lights today. Yesterday I took out about a dozen bags of lights, some of them with several strings connected together. Every one had some lights out. Most of them had whole sections that would not light. Many of these lights were purchased last year. I tried to string the lights on bushes using extra strings and stuffing the dead parts into the middle of the bushes. Finally, I took all the lights down and threw them away. It just wasn't going to work.
Now before you decide to make a suggestion or sell me a great new light set, let me just say that I'm not interested. I just want to complain for a while. I don't understand why the workmanship is so cheap. And it feels good to complain for a bit.
Isn't that what we do? Instead of improving our lives, many times we just complain. Don't tell me how to make it better, just listen to my whining. Because when I'm complaining and people are listening, I'm the center of attention. And after all, that is what I really want.
But what about Jesus? You see, when I am the center, he is not. So maybe I should just stop complaining and trust Him. After all, Christmas lights, and my ability of lack of ability to put them up really doesn't matter. They just come down in January anyway. And lights are not "the reason for the season". Jesus is.
I'm sorry, Lord, that I made myself the center. You are the True Center. Let me live in that truth, and let me always place you first in my life. Then I will never miss the best that Christmas has to offer: YOU!
i tried to put up our outside lights today. Yesterday I took out about a dozen bags of lights, some of them with several strings connected together. Every one had some lights out. Most of them had whole sections that would not light. Many of these lights were purchased last year. I tried to string the lights on bushes using extra strings and stuffing the dead parts into the middle of the bushes. Finally, I took all the lights down and threw them away. It just wasn't going to work.
Now before you decide to make a suggestion or sell me a great new light set, let me just say that I'm not interested. I just want to complain for a while. I don't understand why the workmanship is so cheap. And it feels good to complain for a bit.
Isn't that what we do? Instead of improving our lives, many times we just complain. Don't tell me how to make it better, just listen to my whining. Because when I'm complaining and people are listening, I'm the center of attention. And after all, that is what I really want.
But what about Jesus? You see, when I am the center, he is not. So maybe I should just stop complaining and trust Him. After all, Christmas lights, and my ability of lack of ability to put them up really doesn't matter. They just come down in January anyway. And lights are not "the reason for the season". Jesus is.
I'm sorry, Lord, that I made myself the center. You are the True Center. Let me live in that truth, and let me always place you first in my life. Then I will never miss the best that Christmas has to offer: YOU!
