My Christmas syndrome.

I know this is a tad late considering it is no longer December 25th, but it is only today that I am cool enough to blog. And I did not want to wait a whole year to feel the way I feel now.


A dear book of mine, "Be Still my Soul" by Elisabeth Elliot opens her book with what seems to me a staggering truth... that Christians are Christ-bearers. A bearer is a person that carries, upholds, or delivers. To think that we could carry, uphold, or deliver Christ into this world is a bit of a wild thought.


At first I know it seems like Church words, but really, let us use the example of the Virgin Mary to illustrate. Heck, if we literally wanted to think of someone who delivered Christ would not that be Mary (HA)?  She responded to a heavenly summons to let God incarnate enter this world. She was an empty cup ready and willing to poured into, she carried Christ into this world. As Christians, this is what we are, empty cups ready and willing to be filled with the life of Christ. Cleaned out in the process, we pour ourselves out to others.  I am convinced that this truth is one that any Christian can stand upon to guide in any battles of the mind, spirit, or flesh. 


Each year I try to reflect upon Mary and what it would have been like to hear that you will have to risk everything; your life, marriage, reputation, and to have the occupation as the mother of the Savior of world.  What fear and what love of the Lord to respond with, "I am the Lord's servant. May it be to me according to thy word." Yes. This is the Christian life.