Every year I make a highly organized Christmas gift list. Of course, it contains family, friends, teachers and some who are often overlooked like the mail carrier, bus driver, pastors and Sunday school teachers (I appreciate them so much!).
I tend to be a multi-tasker (aren’t all Females?) so I was trying to organize my list while running on the treadmill. I quickly began to get overwhelmed. If any of you have been through the grieving process, you know that we suffer a symptom that I like to call “swiss cheese brain”. There seem to be holes in our time tables and the usual multi-tasking sometimes has to be shelved. Our thoughts can be scattered and we get overwhelmed faster. We need to be more like our male counter-parts and do one thing at a time. And may I add that they usually do things quite well by focusing on one task at a time.
As I stared at that gift list, God reminded me of a poem I found two days after the funeral. Eric had written it many years ago shortly after accepting Jesus as His Lord and Savior. He was a casual, amateur poet so please don’t judge him too harshly. He would write and share his heart. Here it is:
We walk through life living as though there is no tomorrow. Each new day brings us hope and allows dreams a second chance from life’s sorrows. Even though at times we fail, God loves us to no avail. We may see life as a dance, but thank God for a second chance. Yesterday is gone for good, tomorrow may never come, but today is here. This is your time to enjoy your second chance.
I was so thankful that God allowed me to see Eric’s heart about his second chance at living life for His Lord and not just for his own selfish desires. That is also how he lived Christmas. His didn’t stress over gifts and who may be overlooked. He just enjoyed the people and spending time with the friends and family members that we didn’t see as often as we should.
Matthew 2:10-11Amplified Bible (AMP)
10 When they saw the star, they were thrilled with ecstatic joy.
11 And on going into the house, they saw the Child with Mary His mother, and they fell down and worshiped Him. Then opening their treasure bags, they presented to Him gifts—gold and frankincense and myrrh.
So this year, I will take a lesson from his example and stop stressing so much about the intricate details of each gift and focus more on nurturing the relationships that mean so much and keep my gaze fixed on the God who gave him and all of us a second chance – Jesus.