{December 1} Advent: Out of the dead comes something alive.

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It’s a little branch, but it’s alive.

Out of the stump of David’s family will grow a shoot –

yes, a new Branch bearing fruit from the old root.

And the Spirit of the Lord will rest on him –

the Spirit of wisdom and understanding,

the Spirit of counsel and might,

the Spirit of knowledge and the fear of the Lord….

In that day, the heir to David’s throne

will be a banner of salvation in all the world.

The nations will rally to him.

and the land where he lives will be a glorious place.

~ Isaiah 11:1-2, 10

Do you know what my kids do with stumps? Stand on them.

That’s all they’re good for it seems. Lifting others up. Helping others be taller. But never taking time to grow itself. 0011_IMG_8435

I met a girl the other day. Ringing a bell for the Salvation Army in front of a nearby grocery store. All I had to give Kami was a crumpled up dollar bill. Kami asked what she was ringing the bell for. “I’m helping people buy food at Christmas.” Kami peeked into the bucket.

“You don’t have berry much money in der.”

She didn’t. Now, the season has just gotten started.

“Would you like to ring the bell?” she asked Kami.

She eagerly agreed. And loudly she rang that bell. A few other people stopped by the bucket. Many walked waaaaaay around it though.

“I appreciate you.” I (should have) told her.

I wonder if that woman felt like she was rather stump-y.  But that she was working hard to dig roots in hard dirt and as Kami pointed out, she didn’t have much growth to show for it. 0009_IMG_8417

Maybe your stump is your entire life-bucket. It feels unfair, unjust, unloving.

Maybe your Christmas seems rather dead and lifeless. A lifetime of memories with no energy to make new ones. Or even keep the old ones going. Maybe some of your family have been cut off from life. That makes Christmas more of a curse on the calendar than something exciting to watch for.

Let me tell you something though.

The tinsel. The lights sparkling. The reds and greens. The bells. They’re all a quiet little chorus right now singing softly — Jesus is coming

He is the reason we can celebrate this season. Christmas isn’t a tree. It isn’t even making memories. It isn’t gifts or decorations or a twinkling yard.

It doesn’t have to be big. Simple is how He came anyway. A little baby with almost nothing in the middle of a cold hard cave.

A little live branch in the middle of a dead cold hard stump.

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One candle can work as well as 25.

A tree branch cut out of the yard can hold handwritten verses or some homemade ornaments.

You can celebrate quietly every night. Or every Sunday. Or whenever you get a moment to let God’s Spirit breathe newness into that old stump-life of yours.

But you know something? Out of that dead, lifeless stump a marvelous thing happened. A new branch grew. And this new branch brought forth so much life and freedom.

Watch for it friends. You may feel like a stump. Forgotten, unloved. Condemned, misunderstood.

Don’t be afraid to sit still.  That’s when the real life happens. That’s when you’ll hear it. Jesus is coming…

Wait for it. Something is coming. It seems small now. Just a small branch coming in a quiet whisper. But it will grow and it will be so big and loud you won’t be able to miss it.

Jesus is coming…

 

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Join me every night around this time. Grab something to drink. Lean your kids in close with your own Bible or advent book. Maybe light a candle or many. There’s no right way or wrong way. Just take a few moments and focus on the life of the season. The real reason we are all here. The reason I can make it through Decembers. Merry Christmas. It can absolutely be merry.

 

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About Kim

I am a sinner, miraculously saved by grace, living by faith, and pressing toward the mark of being more like Christ. I absolutely love being a stay-at-home mom! I'm also a caterer for a few weddings throughout the year, a baker, and a party planner. And I love to play in other people's kitchens as well as my own! My husband, Chris, just finished his studies for his MA degree in Pastoral Studies. He's a wonderful (and super smart!) daddy - and the most loving and supportive husband. My two beautiful daughters, Chloe and Kami, are the joys of our lives! We pray that they both would be greatly used of the Lord. Throughout their short time here on earth, we have learned so much about ourselves, our God, and the gratefulness we have towards our own parents, who raised us in the ways of God's Word. Our third unborn child is a blessing as well - even after its recent pre-diagnosis of Trisomy 18, or Edwards Syndrome. This blog has kinda turned into a little journal of sorts of our dark journey down this rather uncommon road. I stay busy cooking, cleaning, gardening, and raising the plants I killed back to life, and homeschooling. I blog when get the chance. :) We are always happy to have visitors, so please stop by anytime! Although, if you do give us a call first, we'll make sure to have some fresh cookies and sweet tea available when you arrive!

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