Different May Just Be the Best Thing For Us

There was a common theme in many of the posts I read from family, friends, and acquaintances during this Christmas season of 2014. The first couple I read I accepted at face value, but after a few face-to-face conversations, one phone call, and dozens of very similar posts, I started to really think about what this theme, or trend, might mean.

I could probably sum all of the conversations and posts up to this one vague sentence: This has just been a different kind of Christmas.



That one sentence covered a myriad of situations: first Christmas after a spouse/child passed away, Christmas in the hospital (self or close relative), Christmas after adult child has married and goes to in-laws instead, Christmas after divorce and kids go to other parent, Christmas with type-A flu, Christmas with no stress, Christmas where celebrations don’t take place on the “usual” day, and this list could go on and on.

Different.

and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them. Luke 2:7


Mary and Joseph in route to Bethlehem for the required census and in perfect timing, in the perfect place, Mary goes into labor. Yes, just like women now yearn to be able to tell their children they were born in a barn, I’m certain this was Mary’s dream too. 🙂

I doubt, knowing what they knew, Mary and Joseph thought Jesus would be born in a lowly stable. God’s son. A king. A Savior. His birth plan was different.

It wasn’t what they would have chosen. It wasn’t what they wanted. It wasn’t even convenient. It was Christmas, however, and it was meant to be different.

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone round them, and they were terrified. Luke 2:8-9



Shepherds. You know, men who sleep, eat, and travel with sheep 24/7. They are dirty. They smell bad. They definitely have no plans of entertaining anyone except for the sheep in their care.

BAM! 

All of the sudden they’re entertaining an angel. At work. In the middle of the night.

Surely they were like Scrooge and thought they had eaten some bad food and were hallucinating at first. Then the angel told them how to find Jesus and suddenly there were many, many angels praising God right there in the field with the shepherds and sheep.

Somehow I don’t think this turn of events was on the shepherd’s nightly rotation list. But it was Christmas, and Christmas is different.

Do I think it was easy for those men to walk away from the sheep in the field to go see a baby in the middle of the night? No. I don’t.

Do I think it was easy for Mary or Joseph to accept that Mary was still a virgin and carrying God’s son? No. I don’t.

Do I think Christmas should ever feel routine or normal?

No.

I don’t.

Christmas is the day we dedicate to remember and celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ, God’s son, in human form. The fact that God chose to send His only Son to dwell on earth for the sole purpose of being a sacrifice for my sins so that I have a way to live with them eternally is a miracle. 

Christmas is a season of miracles. Miracles are not routine or normal. They wouldn’t be miracles if they were. 

So I can choose to feel disappointed and saddened by the things I missed this Christmas season, or I can choose to seek out the miracles that happened in the midst of my different.

My favorite thing about this Christmas was all the times someone came up to me and said, “Wait until you hear what happened!” and then proceeded to tell me about a Christmas miracle they had witnessed, been unknowingly used to make happen, or had happen to them. Each time I was reminded of those same shepherds who left their sheep to go find a baby.

What do you think they did after they saw that baby? Do you think they formed a wall of protection around Joseph, Mary, and Jesus? Worshiped God and then returned to their sheep? Headed home for a warm meal and bath?

When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. Luke 2:18

They went and told everyone what they had just witnessed! It was so different that they couldn’t keep it to themselves. 

Were you that excited over Christmas? Did you share it with everyone you came in contact with?

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Our different won’t always feel amazing. As a matter of fact it might just feel like the worst experience of our life as we’re walking through it. 

But folks, sometimes the best things God has for us comes at the end of differentTweet: Sometimes the best things God has for us comes at the end of different.
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10 responses to this post.

  1. From what I understand, it took those shepherds two years to find the baby Jesus. But, still, they did interrupt their regular plans to do so, and they didnt give up until their goal was achieved.

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  2. Mary,
    Thanks for stopping by again today! I purposefully left the wisemen out of my blog post today because it most likely took them about two years to get to Jesus. The shepherds, however, were in a nearby field at the time of His birth. Most of the nativity scenes we present at Christmas show both shepherds and the three wisemen (kings bearing gifts), but they didn't all show up that first Christmas.

    It's interesting how we like to merge all the details into one neat scene for a play, though, isn't it?

    Have a blessed day!

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  3. Hi Carrie,
    I loved your take on this! What a wise and actually, exciting, reminder that we can choose how to view circumstances. Perfect for me to read today!
    Thanks for showing me other side of “different.”
    Amy

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  4. What a lovely portrayal of the true story behind Christmas. So many have forgotten that aspect admist the presents and “me me me” society we live in.

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  5. Amy,
    Thanks for stopping in today. Did my comment(s) to you ever come through yesterday? I have some more thoughts to share on different shortly. Different is not a synonym for bad. 🙂

    I'm glad something spoke to you today. Have a blessed day.

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  6. Thanks for stopping by to chat today! I loved your 2014 review post. I'll do something along those lines tomorrow. We'll see where the wind blows my pea-sized brain. 😉

    Christmas is a time to give to those who can never repay us. Not those who repay our kindness in the same fashion. I don't think the majority feels the same as I, though.

    I hope you have a blessed day!

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  7. I love it when somebody openly reflects on the true meaning of Christmas. The world needs to hear more about Jesus than Santa Claus, especially the children. I posted a piece similar to yours on chikexyz.blogspot.com
    I believe you will like it. Merry Christmas.

    http://chikexyz.blogspot.com/2014/12/happy-holidays-on-christmas.html?google_comment_id=z13gcrkxsty2v1k0t235gd54tk3awrzys04&google_view_type#gpluscomments

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  8. Thanks for sharing your insights. I celebrate Chanukah so it's interesting for me to see how other holidays are celebrated. Happy 2015!

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  9. Chike,

    Thank you so much for taking the time to read and respond to my post today. How did you find it? I did read and respond to yours also. 🙂

    My goal is to point the world to Jesus regardless of my topic of the day. Sometimes I fail miserably. Please feel free to drop in again!

    Happy New Year.

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  10. Dorit, Thanks for dropping in again to chat! I have an aunt and all her family that celebrate both Chanukah and Christmas. They have two kids, too, and I'm always amazed that they can fulfill both sets of gift giving traditions to the fullest. My kids would have to get a Pez dispenser one day, a stick of gum one day, and one big gift overall between the two holidays combined.

    Happy New Year!

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