When you look at someone what do you see? Bank account? Outside appearance? Flaws? What about the things that really matter, their inner self, their heart, their soul?
I know for a fact when I look
at the faces of Forbes World’s Billionaires list I see dollar signs; I
don’t know what is inside any of their hearts.
When I see a picture of
someone like Abraham Lincoln I see the opposite; I see a gentle man with
a heart of gold, I have no idea what his bank account totaled.
Jesus looks at us what exactly does He see?
As He zeros in on us I
don’t think our bank balance is of any interest except maybe how
generous or stingy we are with it. As far as our appearance I get the
feeling there is a big difference between what He sees as beauty, versus
what society views as being beautiful. Same with the flaws, we tend to
concentrate on every microscopic detail, but with Jesus the same
blemishes seem to vanish in thin air by His love and mercy.
As Christmas day approaches what are we hoping to see?
is the season to get wrapped up in material things as we shop till we
drop! Along with that comes the baking up a storm like we are hired
Mrs. Field’s right hands, decorating galore, wrapping gifts well into
the morning hours, running out the door after the mail truck as if it is
a matter of life and death.
Yep, that is us, the human race, racing against time as Christmas day approaches closer.
Ever think of trying something different?
course I will still shop, and bake, and decorate, and wrap, and
probably end up jogging out to the mailbox “just in time” at least once
or twice this season, but my goal is to keep things under some type of
personal control. Because what I really want is to once again feel some
awe and wonderment as that of a child who first believes in the
So when I start to feel like I’m getting too
wrapped up into things, when I’m forgetting what it is all about, when I
am worried more about what I’m giving rather than how I’m giving I will
stop what I am doing and go to an area in my mind where I have set
aside a place to ponder on the birth of Jesus as I mentally configure
the scenes leading up to the manger holding our Lord.
will try to imagine what it must have been like to be one of those
shepherds, and the miracle they experienced. To hear an angel tell you:“Glory to God in the highest heaven, and peace on earth to those with whom He is pleased!” Then to walk into the night, and find the Holy Family as described.
gaze at a newborn child and see the face of God, and to know that the
look He gives back is more than deserved. To realize that He isn’t
interested so much in our net worth or our beauty marks, no what He sees
is that what we all ache for, which is to be recognized by what really
matters, to be seen for what is inside us, our inner self, our heart,
As we fix our eyes on that baby wrapped in swaddling
clothes laying in a manger we get the chance to see real love, to see
hope, to see a chance to change, to see what really matters in life, to
see the Glory of God.
He is amazing, this Savior born in Bethlehem, the town of David, Christ the Lord!
Do you see what I mean?