
I Almost Titled this entry "What The Grace of God Looks Like", but I felt, in a way, it trivialized God's marvelous Gift of Grace. However, the Reason for that abandoned title was that I never imagined this Christmas would come.
Four and half years ago I married my wonderful wife. We were unemployed, living in a small trailer, and upon returning from our honeymoon we had a whopping two hundred and fifty dollars to our name.
I remember lying awake at night thinking how on earth would I be able to give my wife a home and family... But through God's mercy and shepherding, gracious parents, and tearful, labor-some, anxiety driven prayer... here we are... Praise God, here we are…
The red barberry in the planter box under the picture window pricks me every time I hang those Christmas lights, but the garland around the front door is always easy to hang. Allison loves to hang the wreaths, and always steps back several times to admire our handiwork. She also never fails to compliment me for how good everything looks. It will be our third Christmas in this house, we've almost got the outside decorating down to a science...
And I still reflect on those sleepless nights in that tiny trailer. How often I would say in my nervous mind "How will we live?", "How will we ever own a house?", "Lord, please help me..."
The Lord heard me. And the words which ring loudly in my ears as I write this are those of our dear Savior, “If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give what is good to those who ask Him!”(Matt. 7)
How good, and wonderful, and bountiful are His gifts to me.
“But God, being rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in our transgressions, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), and raised us up with Him, and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the ages to come He might show the surpassing riches of His grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God”
- Ephesians 2:4-8
Recently we were asked to write an autobiography as part of our adoption home study. It was a joy to write and reflect on some of the precious memories in my life. I wrote these words about our transition to our warm, wonderful home:
“…I began work immediately at East Alabama Medical Center. When I got my first paycheck it felt like we had hit the lottery. The Lord in my dark hour patiently led me out so that I may provide well for my family. Blessed be the Name of The Lord…
That tiny trailer was our home for two years. I sometimes still miss it. Allison and I have always been very close and scarcely argued, and even then it was in a kind way. The small living space made us have to get along even more since there was nowhere to hide. We endured together, and loved each other more for having experienced adversity.
We saved up and bought a house in Opelika, Alabama the neighboring town to Auburn. We still live there today. I love it there, it is older and broken in. The cabinets still don’t close properly, and there is a million things on my “honey do” list, but I love it there. Sometimes when I walk to the front door I can smell the old varnish and wood, and it smells just like my dear grandparents house in Oxford, Alabama. I hope that smell is in Heaven when I get there…”
But godliness actually is a means of great gain when accompanied by contentment.
- 1 Timothy 6:6
Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas Everyone...
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