Check out this devotional from Jenny Simmons of Addison Road.
In the popular children’s T.V. show, Dora the Explorer, there is a character who always sneaks up on Dora and her best friend Boots and swipes their stuff. This bad guy, Swiper the Fox, follows up his sneaky swiping of goods with, “You’re too late! You’ll never find it now!” and he disappears leaving Dora and Boots empty-handed.
Imagine my surprise last Christmas when my sweet 2-year-old daughter, who is an avid watcher of Dora the Explorer, picked up the baby Jesus from our nativity scene at home and with as much gusto, fear, courage and spunk as her body could muster, yelled, “You’re too late now! You’ll never find him now!” and took off running with the Christ child down the hallway.
And she was right. We didn’t find Jesus until Valentine’s Day.
She had wrapped him up in paper and stuck him inside her treasure box and wouldn’t tell us where she put him. And then I suppose she forgot, because she truly couldn’t remember and ended up in tears as I demanded she find Jesus. I searched the house in vain for baby Jesus all Christmas season. And it wasn’t until Valentines Day, when we took out her box of treasures to put her Valentines in, that we found him.
When I think about my 2-year-old snatching the baby Jesus, storing him in her treasure box and then forgetting where she put him, I am reminded of my own tendency to do exactly that. Feverishly loving the Lord, consuming His words and presence, storing these moments deep within me, in much the same way that Mary did, and then...
Dishes. Laundry. Writing assignments. Phone calls to family. Taxi-driver. Wrapping paper. Church. Working out. Being a mom. Being a wife. Being an artist. Being a friend. Life happens.
And sometimes in the midst of it all- I forget where I have put Jesus.
As we enter into the season of celebrating the life of Jesus Christ, who came to earth as a baby, we are invited once again into a story of unbelievable shock, awe, beauty, courage and ultimately, redemption. And perhaps, like me, you’ve heard the Christmas story before and it has feverishly consumed your heart. But somewhere along the way, the smallness of daily living took over, and the very thing that meant the most to you, got hidden- and ultimately- lost. Well, this is your invitation to dust off Luke Chapters 1 and 2 and ask the Lord to help you find what has been lost on you. This is your invitation to ask “what child is this?” And this is your chance to let the answer, Jesus Christ, find you, keep you, embrace you and be with you- now and always.