Her deep brown-black eyes and dark curly hair beckoned a second look from me in the store. She was standing all alone holding a book and as soon as her eyes saw mine she called out timidly, “Where’s my Nana?”
My friend and I looked around and didn’t see any adults close by. I leaned down and told this sweet little girl we would help her find her Nana. I offered my hand and she clung to it instantly and followed us to the front of the store. Before we approached the counter she saw her Nana and went running. It was a sweet reunion. She was safe in the arms of the familiar, her Nana.
Nana then encouraged her to say thank you and after a few seconds she said,
“Thank you for saving me,” in her darling three year old voice.
My heart melted as I mulled the phrase, thank you for saving me over and over.
I noticed the store piled with Christmas décor and I couldn’t help but thinking in that moment what “saving” means for me and for you this season. Christmas is coming and it will be here soon, 25 days to be exact.
I pose this question.
What do you need to be saved from as we approach Christmas?
Is it an overly busy schedule with not enough time to get everything done?
Is it finances?
Is it relational heartache that can’t be mended anytime soon?
Is it having to readjust expectations and simplify in order to stay sane?
Is it the news you have been dreading to hear and it has come true?
I know for me as I reflect on the days to come, my heart is broken for a few of my dear friends. One who suddenly lost her husband last month and two dear friends who lost their adult daughters this past year. I’d love to gather them all up and take away the hurt and pain, to save them from the heartache of celebrating with memories instead of holding their loved ones close. Others face sickness, families torn relationally, bills to pay without enough money to cover them and on and on the stories pour in. And yet, Christmas still will come as it does every year regardless of what we are facing, joy or sorrow.
It will come.
Christmas will be on time as usual and as we rummage through the commercialism that shouts to us, we can find peace and hope in the familiar arms of Jesus.
Maybe He isn’t familiar to you, maybe Jesus feels distant and uncaring, maybe you’ve been wounded. But He is the only one who can save us. It might look different, there may still be pain and sorrow, but He can save us with the gift of His unfathomable love. His hand is waiting to lead us to Himself if we let Him.
The little girl in the store had to let me take her to her Nana. She had to will it, even though she was afraid in that moment. Jesus does the same. Not just at Christmas but everyday.
As we surrender to his hand, He saves us.
As we acknowledge we can’t do Christmas without Him, He saves us.
As we realize we can’t take our next breath, He saves us.
As we recognize we can’t make our family behave, He saves us.
As we try to make Christmas a meaningful time for our families with little resources, He saves us.
As we gaze on that child in the nativity scene, he whispers His promise of redemption and…
He saves us.