The Gift

Christmas is a season of gifts.

We spend a lot of time thinking of gifts, saving for them, looking for them, buying or preparing them, wrapping them. For a lot of people, even the wrapping of gifts is a big enterprise.

But we also like, nay, we enjoy a lot receiving gifts, not the promotional ones coming from anonymous people and companies, but gifts from people we know, people who matter most in our lives.

So Christmas is like a season of anticipating and savouring gifts.

I hope we don't forget that these gifts are mere trifles when compared with The Gift: Jesus, the babe in Bethlehem who is God-made-flesh.

Beautifully wrapped gifts have a way of attracting our attention, as we anticipate what is inside.

When The Gift came, more than 2,000 years ago, He did not cause any fanfare, no promotional blitz, no blinking lights, no colourful packaging. He was born in a manger, wrapped in swaddling clothes, in the company of Mary, Joseph and some shepherds. In the quiet of the night, The Gift came welcomed by the poorest.

It is a very meaningful message. Jesus is The Gift for everybody. With the coming of Jesus, no person can ever be poor as to possess nothing. We have the greatest Gift and He freely comes to each one of us.

Will I receive Him, will I see in this poor and simple babe My Saviour, My Greatest Gift and Treasure?



I wish you a happy Christmas. May you be filled with peace as you receive in your heart and in your life the Prince of Peace.