My Christmas “tree” is bare this year. No ornaments, no tree skirt, no pre-wrapped presents. Bare. Except for the wooden Cross tree-topper hand-made by my son, Michael, when he was a young teen.
As bare as it is in this moment, it will stay. This will be my first Christmas alone. And I’m looking forward to it. I’m looking forward to forging new traditions for myself. Starting with no ornaments. So I can just enjoy the beauty of the lights and the form of my tree.
After re-arranging my plants that adorn my living-room windows, the white-lit, white-wire, Charlie Brown-tree stands in the middle and beckons to all who pass by. I don’t think you could help but notice it, for it shines so very bright.
In the past two years, I’ve been stripped bare kind of like this tree.
In the past two years, there has been no adorning “ornamental-ness” about me or my life.
I certainly haven’t felt much like a gift anyone would want to unwrap.
Yet, all is well.
For our Father reminds me that I am His Light in this world (Matt. 5:14-16). I’ve been told, throughout these monumental-life changes that came about, that my Light has never gone out but has continued to shine.
I question that.
But, I guess in the midst of total darkness, even the smallest flicker can be seen. And grateful I am that my Light did not completely die out. Flickered, most definitely, but is now burning brightly once again. And hopefully, creating dancing shadows for others to enjoy. Oh, Hallelujah!
I heard someone say recently, “Don’t let any man steal your dignity.” I had to meditate on that for a while. When in the face of absolute betrayal, deception, and a long-term con against me that was pulled off so prolifically, my dignity took a walk. But, through the prayers of so many who care for me and my God-ordained counselor, I grabbed dignity by the hand and pulled it back to me. I now walk with my head held high. Dignity intact. Light still ablaze. All is well.
Yes, I’ve been stripped bare. Down to nothingness, just like my Christmas tree. Down to just me and my Saviour.
Me and my restoring Saviour.
Me and my healing Saviour.
Me and my rescuing Saviour.
Me and my providing Saviour.
Me and my comforting Saviour.
Me and my advocate Saviour.
Me and my husband Saviour.
And Jesus Christ was stripped bare in a most undignified manner for all the world to see for eons to come. Yes, He gave up His dignity so that I might retain mine in this time and place.
Thank You, my Lord God. Thank You! Yes, dignity is one of the many tiny lit-up facets on the branches of my tree-like life. If I can remain with my dignity intact while dignifying Love toward others, then my Light will continue to shine, shine, shine creating dancing shadows for others to enjoy. It’s my dignity that is shining so bright! Like a lighthouse in the darkness. Just like my little Christmas tree. Oh, Hallelujah! Thank You, my Jesus!