T’was the morn of Christmas, when the heavens revealed once again of its deepest love, the Sun, who shined His face tenderly upon me. The humming voices of birds flying pass my window graced the opening of my eyes to a beautiful daybreak, the perfect start to a very special day in which I began by telephoning my family who are several miles away.
So skyped forth I my family and skype forth I did. I waited impatiently as the ringing dragged on and on. But then, greeted by the beautiful and delightful faces of my mother, father, and sister, was my heart filled with overleaping and abundant joy. My mother sang with her instrumental and delicate voice. My father looked at me with his warm and proud eyes. And my sister tickled me with her comical and hilarious laugh. Our mood was of joy, as my family and I wished one another Merry Christmas.
But suddenly my internet connection began to fail. The voices of my family began to fade, and then – sheer silence. I tried to call again, but no one answered. I tried a third time, but no connection was made. An eruption of frustration began to arise from my innermost, as I had desired greatly to speak with my family. For I thought to myself: “How could this be? It’s Christmas. Surely nothing like this is supposed to happen on Christmas day!”
About 30 minutes would pass before I would reconnect with my family. But this morning delight would be cut short, for it was already approaching the 12th hour of the day. I had an engagement to attend at the 14th hour and there was very much to do. While the Sun never grew weary, I grew more irritated by the second. “How could all of this be done within two hours,” I thought to myself. “My house is a mess! I haven’t shaved nor have I cut my hair. I still need to buy two Christmas presents!” Frustration soon began to turn into anger.
But then, from heaven’s point of view, came the voice of the Lord to me, that said: “In your anger do not sin”: Do not let the Sun go down while you are still angry (Ephesians 4:26). Standing thoughtfully at the Word of the Lord, I realized at that very moment that I had to choose whether or not Christmas would become a jolly or folly day. I had to choose if the Joy of the Lord would be my strength.
I went to my room and sat on the bed. I pondered deeply on what the Lord had said. As I at one moment felt hopeless and as if this day could not get any better, I then, like David, determined in my heart that I would not sin against the Lord. I lifted up my eyes towards the heavens and said: “Heavenly Father, this is the day that Thou hast made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.”
Not sure what the remainder of the time that I had would bring about, I went forth, finishing all that I could before the 14th hour. When I went to buy the two Christmas gifts, I wished everyone who walked pass me a Merry Christmas. As I did this, a joy on the inside of my heart began to mount up. I became happy and cheerful, and was able to enjoy the rest of my day. While the sun eventually went down later that day, I made the choice to allow the True Son of God, Jesus Christ, to shine through my life throughout the entirety of my day. This is surely the season to be jolly, but to be jolly is a choice and a choice that we can make only in Christ each and every day.
Happy New Year!
The Amity Foundation, China
GMF International, Class 2014