During the Christmas season many years ago, I wrote a post titled
God Is In My Glitter.
It still holds true for me today- in a way that I hope is also meaningful to you.
Here is the 2015 version.
Three trees, one tree, half a tree, no tree- it matters not.
Decorating the house for Christmas has always been rewarding to me.
It is about who I am because of what I enjoy creating for the people I love .
It is not an either or proposition.
It reminds me- in my own quirky way- that if I were lucky enough to be in that manger-
AT THAT MOMENT-
I would , to show love and gratitude and humility, say,
“Do you need anything? What can I do to help? Can we move this here? Are you comfortable?”
In that manger, I would be (I often am)
a Martha in a Mary’s world.
It occurs to me that God knows that, and I believe He loves me anyway-
even in all of my attempts to
bedazzle things around me.
He knows my poinsettias are red and gold and sometimes pink.
For you see, I understand Martha’s need to fix and arrange and prepare and beautify.
So much so, I think Martha needs a shout out-
“Hey Martha, I understand why you think you need to be in the kitchen- I get it.
Here is what works for me though- when the party is over and your gift of hospitality has weakened your spirit.
Jesus likes to sit on the couch with us and prop his feet up too.
Those are the best conversations. He really does get what drives us.
When you say to him, ‘I can’t believe she said that’, or ‘why didn’t she come?’,
He rolls his eyes and says you are tired, let it go.
And then we laugh.”
I know the world thinks God is not in the glitter, but HE is in mine.
Linking to Something to Talk About at The Crowned Goat.
Some wonderful Texas bloggers have posted today about their glitter.
You must go by!
Monday – Dec 7th