Christmas Morning—Coffee With the Lord
Why am I awake at such an early hour? After all, 4:15 is a bit too early, even for me! As I try to talk myself into going back to sleep, like a kid, my thought jumps. It’s Christmas morning! Then another thought hits me, there is something waiting for me in the other room. I don’t want to go back to sleep now! Instead, I quietly slip out of the bed and head out to the sun-porch. Without so much as a sound I turn on the Christmas Tree lights. Oh how exciting, I am the only one up. Looks like I am having Christmas morning coffee with the Lord.
Anticipation hits as I eagerly wait for the coffee to finish perking. With my quilt wrapped securely around me, I take in the beauty of the lights on the tree as the sparkles reflect off of the glass against the darkness of the night sky. I start the fireplace just in time to hear the last drip from the coffee pot; it’s finished. Now I can settle in my rocker and enjoy those Christmas lights. I am ready for my morning coffee with the Lord, I am ready for Christmas morning.
Why is this so exciting? Why does this bring such pleasure to my heart, equal to that of a child on Christmas morning? Maybe it’s because I still have a little bit of a kid inside me. But mostly, it’s because I, like many other women I’ve met, have stories where life hasn’t always been perfect. Yet when I see those lights on the tree in front of me, they remind me of how the Lord’s light can shine and illuminate even the darkest of places, no matter the circumstance. And He can be trusted with all the details of our lives.
Just as I could never begin to count all the lights on that tree, I could never begin to count the ways in which the Lord has always been that ever present, brilliantly shining light in my life. He was there when I was a little girl, when I needed a confidante and a friend. He was there as I became a wife and a mother, when the children grew-up, and married. He was there for ALL those many milestone events of life that are represented by those twinkling lights on that tree. Big or small, joys or heartaches, my Lord has seen it all and He continues to remain just as bright and faithful this Christmas morning as He was all those years ago.
Maybe that’s the reason Christmas can stay just as exciting in these later years as it was in the beginning. Christ’s love endures, the gift of His love never dims. He is the the precious gift that we celebrate. That is why my morning Coffee with my Lord is so special. He IS my Christmas morning!
Beautiful reminder of His never ending blessings.
Merry Christmas one more year! His love endures forever…
Tgis is the year I have let go of all the pain I have hidden in my heart for almost 50 years. agod knew but I felt such shame. thank the Lord for His grace and mercy. Thank the Lord for friends who have loved me through this year of trial in my life. Love you Regina.
Many miles and many years means lots of tears along those roads! You and the Lord have that memory of what everyone was shed for; that is part of the preciousness of His love…
He steadfastly held your hand and HE knew every detail. And I believe with all my heart He was loving you every step of the way as He was lighting the way… one step at a time!!! You are a beautiful woman Ginger and you are a blessing in my life and in the life of all those around you… thank you for being you!