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Christmas Hormones

Christmas songs tend to make me more emotional than usual this year. This probably has more to do with my raging hormones than anything else. But the hormones are actually part of the equation–I’m 7 months pregnant. And many of the worship songs I’m hearing lately talk about baby Jesus, so it doesn’t take long for my waterworks to start spilling over. Especially if my baby boy gives a kick or roll as I’m singing along.

Seriously, last Sunday I lost my composure during a simple song about God reaching down to save us. While the song may have been simply constructed, the content was nothing of the sort. The words conveyed a wondrous truth–God’s grace come to me (and you) through Jesus the God-man. That’s not simple! That’s amazing, incomprehensible, earth-shattering! Songs with that message should reduce us to speechless, weeping puddles of gratitude. As messy as my face was after that song, I was glad that my pregnancy was helping open my eyes to the truth of God’s grace.

Each night during Advent, my husband and I tell the Christmas story to our kids in tiny increments, from the angel Gabriel’s announcements until finally the wise men have made the scene. As the days go by, the kids remember more and more details of what they’ve already heard, and they are able to share occasional insights. Some of these are funny, as you might imagine coming from a 4- or 5-year-old. But with all our focus this year on pregnancy and babies, my 9-year-old son was newly impressed by the manger scene. He commented the other night how strange it must have been for Mary and Joseph to bow before their own baby.

I can’t remember ever thinking about their situation in quite that way. But isn’t it true? What parent can imagine bowing to their own child? Yet Mary and Joseph knew they held the Savior in their arms. Can you imagine the incongruence of knowing He was God, yet changing his diaper, wiping his nose, soothing his cries, rocking him to sleep?

One of my favorite Christmas songs that, yes, reduces me to tears, celebrates the wonder of that contradiction. Click on the link below to listen to Joy Williams’ “Here With Us” and worship the “baby born to save the souls of men.”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrcoJ-23On0

 

Kelley Mathews (Th.M., Dallas Theological Seminary) has written and edited for the Christian market for more than 20 years. Currently a writer for RightNow Media, she lives in North Texas with her husband and their four children. She has partnered with Sue Edwards to coauthor Mixed Ministry, Women’s Retreats, Leading Women Who Wound, Organic Ministry to Women, and 40 Questions about Women in Ministry. Find her books and blog at KelleyMathews.com.

4 Comments

  • Kelly

    Aren’t we thankful for the
    Aren’t we thankful for the gift of tears? I’m glad you get this experience this Christmas and have the thoughts and emotion–the wonder of what God did in such a paradox. Thank you for the good word….

  • Sue Bohlin

    Funny Christmas comments

    At the risk of sounding like I completely missed the point of your blog post, Kelley, you’re right about how Christmas brings out some howlingly good moments from small children, especially during the golden four-year-old stage.

    We had several nativity sets when our sons were growing up, including one made of plastic figurines just for them. I’ll never forget one year when my young son asked, "Can I play with the Toys of God?"

  • Statham

    Happy Christmas….

    The birth of the Lord means peace on earth, but only for those "on whom his favour rests." Indeed, the Saviour's birth is a meaningless gesture by the appraisal of many persons. But for those people who receive Jesus as their personal Saviour and Lord, they find the peace that can only come from the favour or grace of God.