Advent Devotional 2025

Advent Devotional 2025

FIRST UNITED METHODIST CHURCH LAKELAND, FL

First UMC Lakeland Senior Pastor

Rev. Dr. Charley Reeb Associate Pastor

Rev. Andy Whitaker Smith Associate Pastor

Rev. Kim Dubreuil Pastor of Church Administration

Rev. Patrick Hamrick District Superintendent

Rev. Emily Hotho Presiding Bishop - Florida Conference

Bishop Tom Berlin First United Methodist Church 72 Lake Morton Drive Lakeland, FL 33801 Front Office: (863) 686-3163

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A Message from Rev. Charley Reeb Senior Pastor, First United Methodist Church of Lakeland

Dear Church Family, During this Advent season we are thrilled once again to share a devotional created by our own church family. The theme of this year’s devotional is the question “Where do you see Jesus born today?” These profound reflections offer a powerful opportunity to recognize how the light of Christ continues to pierce through the darkness of our world. Each entry encourages us to look closely for the signs of his birth in our everyday experiences.

May this devotional draw you nearer to the hope, peace, joy, and love that only Christ can bring. As you read through these heartfelt contributions, we invite you to reflect on your own encounters with Jesus and consider how you can share his light with others during this special season. Let us celebrate the miracle of Jesus’ birth and the transformative power of his love.

With Great Expectations,

Rev. Dr. Charley Reeb Senior Pastor

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First Sunday of Advent

November 30, 2025

Advent 2025 is Here-Rejoice Today is the first day of Advent as well as the beginning of a new Christian year. It is a distinct season which should not be confused with Christmas. Advent is relatively new to the United Methodist Church, which began to observe it in 1947. The Advent season ends on Christmas Eve. The word Advent comes from a Latin term which means coming, that is the coming of our Lord Jesus. It is a time of preparation for us. The liturgical color is purple, symbolic of the royalty of Christ and identifying the season as one of inward look for the Christian. Some churches have opted for blue. There are four Sundays of Advent, each one bearing a theme given to it by the tradition of centuries; each one highlighting a Biblical text-all four from the great Old Testament book of Isaiah.

November 30: From Darkness to Light -The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness on them has light shined (Isaiah 9:2). The people at the time of the prophet Isaiah faced the darkness of fear-fear over the threat of powerful neighboring nations that sought to destroy Judah. The prophet sends a message of hope, of God’s intervention. All the people needed to do was to have trust and confidence in Him. We all have encountered times of spiritual darkness and we have relied on the coming of the light to sustain us-the light that God sends to us. Jesus is the light of Advent!

December 7: Messenger – A voice cries in the wilderness, prepare the way of the Lord, make straight in the desert a highway for our God (Isaiah 40:3). The prophet announces the coming of a messenger who will prepare the way to facilitate our access to God. In our daily walk with God, He sustains us with His peace and grace as He gently leads us to Himself through Christ, the incarnate God. Jesus is the messenger of Advent!

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December 14: Gaudete – The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad, the desert shall rejoice and blossom; like the rose, it shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice with joy and singing (Isaiah 36:1a). Gaudete is a Latin word for rejoice. The desert would be the least expected place in which a rose would bloom! When our lives go-and many times they do-it is wonderful to know that in the midst of our dryness, God can present us with a rose at which to rejoice. Jesus is the rose of Advent!

December 21: Rorare – Shower, oh heavens, from above, and let the skies rain down righteousness; let the earth open, that salvation may sprout forth (Isaiah 45:8). Rorare is the ancient Latin word for shower. The prophet visualizes his salvation descending from heaven in the form of showers-showers of blessing! Thank God for the showers of blessing that fall upon our lives in our everyday walk! Jesus is the Rorare of Advent!

The Late Rev. Jose Bove

December 1, 2025 (Morning) Eyes to See I saw Jesus today in the sunrise, A painted tapestry of wonder reminding me that the creator is always present, guiding, comforting, helping.

Later that morning, I saw Jesus in the homeless man who sits in the pavilion in the park.

I spoke to him, calling him by name.

He smiled, greeting me too.

It’s funny how a hello, or a cookie, can make a difference to someone so often ignored.

I saw Jesus again on the bike trail, As I rode through the trees, He was in the sky, I saw his face in the clouds.

And in the tortoise, the squirrel, the red tailed hawk.

He sang to me in the chirping of the locust.

My neighbor, who needed a friend, and the delivery girl, so hot and tired, both had the face of Christ.

I took one dinner and the other got a cold coke.

It felt good to see them.

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In the evening, I felt the presence of Jesus in my husband, Wayne, my biggest fan, who always loves me no matter what.

I’m so thankful for this connection, One stronger than most.

And as evening fades into night, I’m hopeful that others saw Jesus today, In the sky, In nature, In their loved ones.

But more than that, I’m hopeful that they saw Him today In me.

For by Him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities - all things were created through him and for him. And He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together. (Colossians 1:1617) Holy Spirit of God, Help us to turn toward you this Advent. Open our eyes, ears, and hearts to the work that you are doing in the world. May we marvel in the ways that you answer our prayers. May we not be small minded in our vision for the future, but may we be open to hear your voice, walk in your way, and glimpse the wonder of your presence in our lives.

Amen Leslie Howard

December 1, 2025 (Evening) Who We Prepare For Advent is all about preparation—the season in which we take time to anticipate the arrival of Jesus Christ into the world. Admittedly, we do a lot of the things in celebrating the arrival of Jesus that we are to do after the arrival of Jesus, such as the lights and the carols, etc; almost to the point that on Christmas Day, many of us might be ready to box up and shut down everything right at the time we should be opening up.

And yet, if we believe in Kairos Time—“God’s appointed time”—perhaps this can help us see the value in Advent as much as Christmas.

Jesus first arrived in a time people were in desperate need of God’s presence. The Gospel of Luke tells the story of Joseph and Mary traveling to Bethlehem with many others to register themselves under the Roman Empire—a visual that depicts, once again, a community of people being forced to put themselves under the authority of a king who did not represent the God they worshipped. Perhaps we can think of journeys we’ve had to take, tasks we’ve had to engage, which caused us feelings of discomfort or powerlessness—and we wonder where God is….?

And then the time arrives. In the midst of the darkness of that night….Jesus is born.

I love how First Lakeland embodies the joy of Advent; you can literally see it around the campus, in and out. In the last few years, our Facilities Staff and Lay Volunteers have created and cared for the four Advent Candles which sit on our front patio. As the weeks pass, each candle comes on during the night hours, reminding all who pass that the Light of Christ shines within our community. Perhaps for some, it can be a beacon, to remind us that in the midst of whatever darkness we are experiencing, we are able to experience the Light of Christ, too.

That is not a story we only celebrate over 2,000 years ago….that’s a story we need, today.

In remembering that need, my hope is that we are open to how Christ reveals himself to us, today; how he continues to be born in the midst of our challenges, our struggles, our uncertainties.

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So in our decorating, in our singing, in our lighting, part of the celebration of these rituals can be that we are taking active steps to prepare—perhaps the way we would prepare for a child. But this is not a child who is born only to one….Jesus is born to the world.

In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be registered. This was the first registration and was taken while Quirinius was governor of Syria. All went to their own towns to be registered. Joseph also went from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to the city of David called Bethlehem, because he was descended from the house and family of David. He went to be registered with Mary, to whom he was engaged and who was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for her to deliver her child. And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in bands of cloth and laid him in a manger, because there was no place in the guest room.

(Luke 2:1-7) Gracious God, Thank you for the continual chance to experience your Son, our Lord, to be born in our time and in our midst. May this season help us to remember that your Light shines in whatever darkness we may experience; and may we see the chance to share your Light with others. Amen Rev. Andy Whitaker Smith, Associate Pastor

December 2, 2025 Come to Bethlehem As we read the scriptures of the angels, kings, and shepherds being told to follow the star to where the baby Jesus was born, we too need to come to Bethlehem this Christmas Season.

The "commercial Christmas" has made many forget the true meaning.

My neighborhood hasn't forgotten, and we celebrate each year decorating our homes with the "real Christmas". It was started almost forty years ago by a wonderful couple who had just retired from a life being missionaries. This couple was Al and Thelma Penn. Though they have passed on to "glory," their faith is shown every Christmas here in Country Oaks. Thelma was a really good artist and drew life size Bible figures on plywood, and Al cut them out.

Thelma then painted them with details. Now there are many figures throughout the neighborhood including shepherds, Magi, angels and a beautiful manger with Mary and Joseph and the Christ child. Many animals are along the way, including sheep, camels and donkeys. Also figures along the way point to Bethlehem. The number of houses participating has grown each year. I invite you to bring your family and friends one evening from December 1 until January 2 to experience the true Spirit of Christmas.

After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the East came to Jerusalem and asked, "Where is the one who has been born King of the Jews?

We saw his star in the East and have come to worship him." (Matthew 2:1-2) When the angels had left the shepherds and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another "let's go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about." (Luke 2:15) Dear Lord, Remind us each day as we go through this Advent season how much your coming changed the world. Let your spirit enter our hearts each day. Amen Marjorie Lewis COME TO BETHLEHEM EVENT 12/1 – 1/2 Country Oaks Old Polk City Rd. Turn Right on O’Doniel Rd Just North of Sandpiper

December 3, 2025 (Morning) Jesus Wept Jesus Wept. (John 11:35) is the shortest verse in the Bible but one with so much emotional meaning. Yes, Jesus wept over Lazarus’s death but some believe that Jesus also wept because of the impending destruction of Jerusalem and the future pain and suffering that humanity would experience. Jesus was born in a manager in Bethlehem and the Church of the Nativity is built over the site where historians believe was His actual birthplace. Directly across the street from the church is Manger Square, a city square that hosted festivities and celebrations during the Christmas season. For the last three years the celebrations and decorations are gone. In Jesus’s beloved Israel there is too much hate, killing, war and evil for celebration. No, this is not the place where Jesus would want to be born today.

As He approached Jerusalem and saw the city, He wept over it (Luke 11:41). This verse describes Jesus’s emotional reaction as he approached the city as King knowing that soon he would be betrayed by Judas and showing the sorrow and compassion He had for the city and its people.

Israel is the land of Jesus. It is the land where our Savior was born and shared His ministry. It is the land where pilgrims from all over the world come to be closer to the life of Jesus. Is it the land where Jesus would want to be born today and associated with? Does the land today share the faith, hope and love of Jesus? I think not. It is a land divided by conflict and hate, more so than any time in past history.

Where would Jesus want to be born today? I believe that the only righteous place for Jesus today is in our hearts and our minds and our prayers. The world is bitter-our love is strong.

Let us all make room for Jesus this Christmas season. Let our belief, worship, prayers, and love make a difference in our world. Let us show our Christian faith and let our love be a focus of others in the world. Let us turn “Jesus Wept” into “Jesus Smiled”.

Dear Jesus, Please guide my prayers and help me show your love in all that I do. Let others see your love through my actions and deeds. Let me be part of your healing process. I praise you for your glory, I thank you for your everlasting love, I thank you for your gifts of grace, mercy and salvation. Amen Tim Brusoe

December 3, 2025 (Evening) A Love Poem to my Church When I learned that the Advent Devotional was encouraging submissions of poems this year, I thought, “I should do this since I’m used to writing poetry as Christmas draws near.”

As our children were growing we did a family photo for our annual greeting, but when they became young adults I realized those years of measuring growth were fleeting.

So I began a tradition of writing a poem each Christmas to capture the essence of the year and attempt to spread some cheer.

So this will be my Christmas card to my beloved church: When my family moved to Lakeland from Illinois in 1957, my father was almost certain we’d arrived in heaven!

This beautiful new church on the lake with welcoming friends would become so much more than simply where our family attends.

It was where I met David, exchanged sacred vows, baptized our children, served on committees, taught Sunday School, sang in the choir, hosted visiting choirs and more!

It was where I experienced being part of the kind of loving community God sent his son to show us how to be.

If this poem sounds like a love-letter to my church, that’s because it is.

For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. (Ephesians 2:10) God, Thank you for becoming one of us to show us how to be a community of love, and thank you for our church which serves as a beautiful example of such a community. Amen Jean Hauger Bunch

December 4, 2025 (Morning) Seeing Jesus At Work Miguel and Ana put all their resources into buying a home with room for their new baby Rosa and his mother, Bella. They moved in with great joy.

The year was 2004 and six months later, Hurricane Charlie hit doing damage to their roof.

Within the next five weeks, Hurricane Frances, Tropical Storm Ivan and Hurricane Jeanne hit Central Florida, each storm doing more damage. They did what they could, but did not have the resources to fully repair their home.

The Conference Disaster Recovery Team in the area worked with them on repairs. In November and December, several severe cold fronts went through. It was so cold in the house that it was not safe for the baby; so the family took Rosa and went to stay with friends.

Several volunteer teams were able to make progress…the hole in the roof was fixed, electricians repaired the electrical system, broken windows were replaced, new insulation was installed and damaged walls repaired.

The week before Christmas, a team of students from the Auburn University Wesley Foundation arrived. They worked hard to finish the project. Bella was shocked to learn these southern born young people had never eaten Cuban food, so she made Arroz con Pollo for them. She played music and taught them how to dance the Conga. One day she told me with surprise in her voice, “People say such bad things about young people today, but look at these kids. They are spending their Christmas vacation here with us and working to fix our home.” One of the students told me, “When I get old, I want to be like Bella. She is so kind and she is really fun!”

On the last day, December 21, the team hurried to finish the work and clean up the house.

When Miguel, Ana and Bella came in, Ana looked up the stairway and saw the now solid ceiling that had recently been open to the sky. She started crying, clung to her husband and said, “Now we can bring our baby home for Christmas.” The home dedication that followed was full of laughter and love and grateful prayers.

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I saw Jesus in all those moments of kindness and hospitality and service. I saw Jesus in a family that never gave up hope and in young people who put their faith into action. It has been through service and mission that I see Jesus come alive in our midst. He is born again in us when we serve others in His name.

I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. (Psalm 27:13) Gracious God, We seek a deeper relationship with you this Advent season. Open our eyes to see your glory around us. Open our ears to hear your voice. Open our hearts to receive and share your love. We pray in the name of Jesus our Savior. Amen Marilyn Beecher

December 4, 2025 (Evening) Where are you, Jesus?

Within the FUMC church family, we are richly blessed with young people who are deeply rooted in their faith and committed to living God-centered lives. Guided by the leadership of Emily Felgenhauer, the youth of FUMC dedicate themselves to walking a Christ-filled path by learning diligently, serving selflessly, and joyfully sharing the good news of Jesus Christ with friends, peers, and all who will listen. The Student Connectors are young leaders who take on meaningful roles, ensuring that every member of the youth group remains firmly grounded in God’s Word.

FUMC Student Connectors’ thoughts on "Where do you see Jesus born today?"

Ava Hutchings, 12th Grade, Student Connector: "I see Jesus born today in mission trips and volunteer work we do to help people, animals and our Earth."

Madeline Coppolo, 11th Grade, Hospitality Connector: "I see Jesus born today in family praying at the dinner table."

Chloe Warren, 10th Grade, Chaplain: "In the Current Worship Service, watching those who have newly found Jesus come to life."

Kaylyn Santonastaso, 10th Grade, Youth Praise Band Connector: "I see Jesus through the small acts of kindness that sometimes are overlooked" Harper Mayes, 10th Grade, Social Media Connector: "I see Jesus born today at youth group, watching people dance, sing and play games together."

Luke Pattison, 10th Grade, Vibe Team Connector: "I see Jesus born today in a hospital among the sick and lonely."

Alex Michel, 9th Grade, Recreation Connector: "I see Jesus born today at Bible Study, reading through His story."

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. (Psalm 100:1) God, Continue to guide and bless this group of young people. Be present in their lives so they can always follow you. Amen FUMC Student Connectors

December 5, 2025 (Morning) Joyful Anticipation In those days Mary set out and went with haste to a Judean town in the Hill Country where she entered the house of Zechariah and greeted Elizabeth. When Elizabeth heard Mary's greeting, the child leaped in her womb. And Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit and exclaimed in a loud cry, blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb. And why has this happened to me, that the mother of my Lord comes to me? For as soon as I heard the sound of your greeting, the child in my womb leaped for joy. And blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what was spoken to her by the Lord. (Luke 1:39-45) After Mary received the visit from the Angel telling her she was to be the mother of the Son of God, she went to see her cousin, Elizabeth who had been barren but now was expecting a son in her old age. Elizabeth expresses her amazement at seeing Mary and knows a miracle has occurred to Mary as well. Mary responds to Elizabeth with the grand words of the Magnificat, “My soul magnifies the Lord.”

What had been a time of confusion and fear now becomes a time of wonder and acceptance of the mystery of what God has done for both women. They had each other to share in this time of anticipating the births of their sons.

Our family is anticipating the first grandchild to be born to my niece and her husband. My great nephew said, “Aunt Betty, you will be a great-great aunt!” This child is already loved and there is much joy in the family. How much more so is the joy as the church anticipates the Christ Child who will change the world!

God of Mary and Elizabeth, May we rejoice as these women did for the coming of your son in human form. In the dark days of Advent, may the light of the promised Christ Child light our way. In the name of Christ we pray. Amen Rev. Betty Batey

December 5, 2025 (Evening) Did I Just See Christ?

Where do You see Christ Born Today? As the theme of the 2025 Advent Devotional, we can think of many God moments each day to recognize Christ.

Then the King will say to those on the right, ‘Come, you who are blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.

For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited me; I was in prison, and you came to Me.’ Then the righteous will answer Him, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty, and give You something to drink? And when did we see you a stranger and invite You in, or naked, and clothe you? When did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?” The King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.’ (Matthew 25:35-40) This scripture comes from Jesus’ teaching where he describes the good works of the righteous, who are rewarded for their actions and explains that their acts of charity towards the “least” of these were done for Him, meaning that serving the hungry, thirsty, stranger and the sick is equivalent to serving Christ himself.

Where I saw Christ being born today was in July 2021 when my dear twin sister Jean passed away from a brain aneurysm. I was surrounded by love from my husband Mark and my children Charles and Sarah and their families, my coworkers and my church family. I was the recipient of beautiful cards and red cardinal figurines and a beautiful wind chime placed on my back porch to always remind me of her. Having that community meant so much to me and has stayed with me as a guidance for others that are experiencing grief and loss.

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Where do we serve Christ in our daily lives?

Holding the door for someone? Texting or calling someone who is on our mind?

Picking up litter in our lakes & parks? Donating food or school supplies? Sitting with someone at the hospital? Surprising someone with an unexpected deed of love and kindness? Grieving with someone who has lost a loved one?

Participating in the ministries offered at church?

We have opportunities every day to show the care and love of Christ to others around us. How do we see and respond to the needs of those with whom we come into contact?

How do we follow God’s leading? By being open to Holy Nudges and acting upon them. You meet a need when doing so and create a space of welcome and love to that person.

May God provide those moments to you this Advent Season.

Lord, We thank you for being always manifested in our world. We can say the name of “Jesus” and feel you close to us. Thank you for this precious blessing. Amen Jane A. Warren

December 6, 2025

The Hope in the Waiting Advent is a season of waiting. We wait for the birth of Jesus, for the Light that pierces the world’s darkness, and for the promise that God is still with us in our lives today. This year, the waiting feels especially personal to me. As I prepare to welcome a baby boy into the world, the anticipation of Advent has taken on a new depth. Each movement, each quiet moment of preparation, reminds me that waiting is not empty, it’s full of hope and wonder.

I think of Mary most during this season of Advent, and how during this time of waiting, she carried within her not only a child, but the Son of God, the hope of the world. She didn’t know how everything would unfold, yet she trusted God’s promise. In the song “Be Born in Me (Mary),” Francesca Battistelli sings from the perspective of Mary. Every time I hear this song, there’s one line that grabs me: “I’ll hold You in the beginning, You will hold me in the end.”

This lyric brings Jesus to life for me. The reality of His story, all starting with Him in Mary’s arms, captures the vulnerability and the majesty of what it means for Christ to be born into the messiness of real life, into human hands and homes, into our world here and now. Jesus was held, and in the end He holds all of us.

Advent reminds us that Christ is not just a figure from the past. He continues to be born into our lives, into the hospital waiting room, into the kitchen full of family, into our work, into our prayers, into the places we most need hope. Each of us is invited to say, as Mary did, “Let it be with me just as you have said.” Each of us is invited to make room for Christ to be born in us again.

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After reading this devotional, I encourage you to set aside a few minutes of quiet prayer to listen to “Be Born in Me (Mary)” by Francesca Battistelli. As you do, reflect on what it means for Jesus to be born in you this Advent season. Where do you need Christ’s light to break in? How might you, like Mary, say “yes” to God’s presence in your life today?

Nothing is impossible for God. Then Mary said, “I am the Lord’s servant. Let it be with me just as you have said. (Luke 1:37-38) Jesus, Thank You for coming close to us. In this season of waiting, help us remember that You are with us right here in our homes, in our families, in the ordinary moments of life. Like Mary, we want to say “yes” to You. Be born in us again this Advent. Bring Your light into the places where we feel tired, worried, or unsure, and remind us that nothing is impossible with You. We love You, Lord, and we’re grateful that You hold us from beginning to end. Amen Meg Philips

Second Sunday of Advent

December 7, 2025

Make God’s Love Real During Advent we are reminded that God comes to us incarnate in the promised Christ child. There is something about the season of Advent that makes me want to make God’s love incarnate as well. Just as Jesus came that we would know the glory of God in its fullness, so we can share God’s love with each other. Sometimes we are prevented from doing so by the way our schedules are made so busy and our minds so cluttered in December.

Years ago, I decided that I needed to be more open to following what I perceived to be the gentle direction of the Holy Spirit, so that I would not miss opportunities to share God’s love in places the Lord was asking me to go. It often required me to change my priorities and plans. This was my way of acting on the words of the Proverb, which said to “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and do not rely on your own insight.”

The year I made this decision, my Aunt Willa had moved into a nursing facility a few hours from where I lived. I had a rare gift, a free Saturday in December. I had a rather long list of things that needed to be done in preparation for Christmas. On Friday I felt God’s nudge to lose the list and go visit Aunt Willa. Aunt Willa was the favorite aunt of all her nieces and nephews. Her sisters, who all had children of their own, were fine with this arrangement. She had never married and made a special place for all of us in her life. When she retired, she and another school principal, Betty, pooled their resources to live in Sarasota during the season and in Ocean City, Maryland in the summer. Karen and I took our children to the beach and stayed with them many times over the years. They could not have been better to our family. They made us feel welcome. They made us feel celebrated. They made us feel loved. This is how they treated all their family members, and each of us felt like we were special.

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My cousin told me that she might not be very responsive, but when I entered Willa’s room her face lit up in a smile. “You came to see me!”, she said. We talked for nearly an hour before she began to fall asleep. We recounted our adventures, and I was able to tell her what a blessing she was in my life. When I left, I realized that God wanted me to share my love with Aunt Willa, and God wanted her to incarnate God’s love to me.

What nudge is God giving you this week? Where might you trust the Lord and do something beyond your plans to bless someone? It may be that God wants to bless you as well.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not rely on your own insight. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths. (Proverbs 3:5-6) Lord, Open my eyes to see the opportunities around me. Tune my ears to hear your voice. Nudge me in the direction of loving service in this Advent season that I might be a light to the world who offers love, kindness, and hope. Prepare my heart for the coming of Christ. Amen Bishop Tom Berlin

December 8, 2025 Drawn by Grace In 2023, I decided to trust in God unconditionally. I can’t say for sure what led me to that point. Maybe it was the weight of middle age, the loss of my father, or my own life struggles.

Or maybe it was simply God’s prevenient grace…His love and kindness patiently knocking on the door.

What I do know is that once I opened the door, I began to notice changes. They weren’t dramatic, but they were real. I sought treatment for a health issue that had lingered for too long. I joined a few Bible studies that helped me grow in my faith. I entered the Lay Leadership Academy, where I learned more about the church and came out ready to serve.

And I began to build a strong community of friends who encouraged and supported me.

These subtle shifts added up to something greater: a life moving more in step with our Creator.

I’m especially thankful for that choice because earlier this year, I was diagnosed with cancer.

I don’t want that to define my story, but I do see it as a moment where my decision to trust God truly mattered. Going through treatment and recovery was hard, but I carried more peace, hope, and strength because I had already let God in.

That’s what prevenient grace does. God had been preparing me long before 2023, drawing me closer until I was ready to say, “Yes.” And when I did, I discovered that He had already gone ahead of me – not just to change the way I experienced everyday life, but to sustain me in the hardest seasons too.

God’s knock is gentle, but steady, patiently waiting for us to come to the door.

And when I am lifted up from the earth, I will draw everyone to myself. (John 12:32) Lord, Thank You for drawing me near even before I chose You. Help me keep saying yes to Your grace every day. Amen Dan Bough

December 9, 2025 (Morning) Adversity in Life Oftentimes we encounter adversity in life. Many people find ways to overcome this. One of them was Herbert Dixon. As a 15-year-old Herbert was not allowed on the golf course but through sheer luck and determination, he was allowed to be a caddy.

One day he told the golf club that he wanted to play, after watching those he caddied. One of those golfers gifted him a set of clubs and Bartow Golf Club allowed blacks to play golf on Mondays. While Herbert worked in the phosphate mines and fruit fields earning a living, he developed his golf skills. He couldn’t afford lessons, but he did learn by watching others.

In 1951 he was invited to a golf tournament in Jacksonville. In the decades since then he has played over fifty tournaments and was named Hall of Famer four times. He has been awarded over 200 trophies during his golfing career and recognized by the African American Golfers Digest as a leader breaking barrier in the golf world.

I had the opportunity to meet this 105-year-old wise man and asked him to what he attributed his success. He told me that ‘taking one day at a time’ and relying on God’s grace and guidance in moving forward. Sometimes we may feel powerless, but we should never be prayerless.

In 2 Chronicles 20:12, King Jehoshaphat felt helpless against his enemies However he cried out to God “Our God, will you not judge them?”, he prayed “for we have no power to face this vast army that is attacking us. We do not know what to do but our eyes are on you”.

When we feel powerless against challenges or adversity, let us remember that we are not prayerless. By asking God for help, we acknowledge that he is in control.

God, We face hurdles in our daily life, much like those in the Bible called enemies that keep us from following you. Help us remember that you are always in control, we simply must seek your help and trust you will guide us”.

David Hardy

December 9, 2025 (Evening) Give of Your Best to the Master “Mold me and make me. Have Thine own way. Thou art the Potter, I am the clay.”

For thirty-five years, I have been shaping and molding clay on a wheel - not an easy task.

Clay has a mind of its own-as do we! God has been molding and shaping us as we wander to and fro unyieldingly. What a work of art we would become if we allowed God to come into our lives and mold and shape us.

This would be a precious Christmas gift to our Lord because he loves us so much.

I will lift up my eyes to the hills-From whence comes my help? My help comes from the LORD Who made heaven and earth. (Psalm 121:1-2) Dear Lord, Mold us and make us. Have Thine own way. Thou art the Potter we are the clay. In Jesus Name I pray. Amen Susan Jeffares

December 10, 2025 The Gift Growing up in a small town in Michigan, the fourth daughter of a country doctor and his wife; there was never a dull moment!

My mom and dad were pillars of the community, and of our church. They both taught Sunday school, were in the choir, and were on most of all the committees the church offered. They were great neighbors and friends to everyone.

My dad was the kind of doctor that would be considered a "dinosaur" in today's world. He did it all, from routine care, to setting broken bones, delivering babies, going on house calls, having a rotation at the local hospital (20 miles away), and even seeing patients at our home (we called them "Garage” patients).

My mom, sisters, and I were used to seeing just about any crisis, show up at our door. My dad would never turn anyone away, whether they could afford the care, or not. It was surely his calling to serve God, and the community!

Those who couldn't afford care would bring us gifts; fresh produce from their farms, hand sewn blankets, just about anything one could imagine. The most interesting "gift” came one Christmas, in the form of a live goose! My sisters and I named her Henrietta. The problem was, Henrietta was not meant to be a pet. She was meant to be Christmas dinner! None of us could imagine our Henrietta on the dinner table, so she went back to her home. Two days later, a freshly dressed goose came to our house. My dad assured us it was not Henrietta, but I don't think any of us really believed it. Needless to say, we had a Butterball turkey for Christmas dinner!

Gifts can come in many ways; physical-like Henrietta, our services, or heartfelt wishes and prayers. We have the ability to be "gifts", to our world. This Christmas, may you be the gift, and light that God will celebrate!

Every good and perfect gift comes from God, the Father of light. (James 1:17) Dear God, Thank you for giving us the greatest gift, Jesus. Help us be gifts, and light, to a world that so needs it! Amen Melody Muir

December 11, 2025 (Morning) Stumbling Stones in Life Stolpersteine, or stumbling stones, have been in the streets of Germany since 1992. While they are a memorial to the murdered Jews of Europe during the Holocaust such as Anne Frank, her mother and sister, have we ever thought of the stumbling stones in our lives, and what they might represent?

What about our time and how we use it? Could we look back at the end of the day and say we always made the best use of it? Can we look at our money and always say we used it wisely? What about our daily activities, have we fed the hungry (how often have we brought food to be taken to the Migrant Ministry)? Have we visited the shut-in’s and the sick? Have we stood up against racism? Have we taken a stand in the possible deportation of migrants in our community? What about the LGBTQ person in our community? Have we offered them our hand when others just judge and condemn them?

What about forgiveness? Have we someone for whom we hold a grudge? Or maybe someone from whom we are alienated? Maybe we do not even know our offense. Other times we are the ones carrying the weight of a grudge so long until our spirits are bitter.

Either way, what have we gained? True forgiveness isn't saying, “I forgive you but I will never forget,” or “I'll forgive you but I don't want to see you again.” Stepping forward is risky business but we must begin by tearing up the scorecards and throwing away the scales we use to measure offenses. Just perhaps others will do the same for us. Surely, we do not think we have a corner on the market of grace and everyone else deserves justice? Do we?

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable, if anything is excellent or praiseworthy, think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me, put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you. I rejoiced greatly in the Lord that at last you renewed your concern for me. Indeed, you were concerned, but you had no opportunity to show it. (Philippians 4:8-10) God, Forgive our sins as we forgive, you taught us, Lord, to pray; but you alone can grant us Grace to live the words we say. Amen (UMH #390) Pat Maier

December 11, 2025 (Evening) Finding Christ in Unexpected Places During Advent, we are invited not only to look back to that holy night in Bethlehem, but also to open our eyes to where Christ is being born among us now.

Here in Lakeland, as part of my job, I spend my days reading trauma charts-stories of crisis, of suffering, of the very worst moments in people’s lives. These are raw, real, sometimes devastating accounts of broken bodies and lives suddenly upended. It can be overwhelming. There are days when despair threatens to creep in through the corners of the data.

But even in these dark places, light breaks through.

I see it in the surgeons, nurses, and medics who bring their skill and compassion to the bleeding and the broken. I see it in the hospital staff who hold steady amid chaos. But more surprisingly, and sometimes more profoundly, I often glimpse Christ in the bystanders.

Those who aren’t on any payroll. Ordinary people who, in a flash of kindness and mercy, choose to help: the one who calls 911, the one who cradles a head, the one who ties a tourniquet or whispers, “You’re not alone.”

Fred Rogers once quoted his mother’s advice: “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” I believe in this season of waiting and watching, we are also invited to look for where Christ is being born. And more often than not, He comes quietly-in the selfless act, in the open hands of a stranger, in the heart that chooses hope over apathy.

Bethlehem didn’t look like much-a stable, a feeding trough, a frightened teenage mother.

But heaven touched earth there. And it still does.

So this Advent, as we light candles and sing carols, may we also open our eyes to see Him born again-in the midst of trauma, on the side of the road, in the compassionate courage of a bystander.

May we not only look for the helpers-may we become them.

And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory… (John 1:14) Emmanuel, God-with-us, Open our hearts to see You born not just in the past, but here among us today. Give us eyes to recognize Your presence in unexpected places, and courage to be bearers of Your light where the night feels longest. Amen Lynette Spence

December 12, 2025 Angels I am fascinated with angels. Do they really exist? Are they a figment of our imagination? Do I have a guardian angel and I don’t know the angel’s name?

Years ago, there was the movie called “City of Angels!” In the movie an angel appears to a doctor that does not believe in God let alone in angels. There is a classic line in the movie where the angel says, “Just because you don’t believe, does not mean it doesn’t exist!”

Then there is the classic movie “A Wonderful Life!” where the angel Clarence saves George’s life and we learn that every time a bell rings an angel gets their wings. Stories about angels are all around us from the classic Christmas story, “The Littlest Angel!” to the movie, “Angels in the Outfield!” What is it about angels that fascinate us so much?

The first angel in scripture is in the Garden of Eden when Adam and Eve are kicked out and God puts a fiery angel to keep them from going back in the garden. Abraham has this “off and on” thing going on with God until one day three angel like figures appear; these are known as the Angel of the Lord or as God looking like a man. They tell him Sarah is going to have a baby. He laughs, Sarah laughs and God is upset they are laughing and says to name the child Isaac or “She laughed.” In the book of Jude we learn that there are not only angels but archangels. The best I can figure out is that Archangels are the angels with names like Gabriel or Michael which have special tasks given by God to tell us what God wants us to hear. So that leads us to Gabriel appearing to Mary and announcing she is chosen to be the mother of the Son of God. I love how Fredrick Buechner in one of his books says, “Gabriel has both fingers crossed behind his back hoping Mary will say yes.” There is no Christmas story without Mary saying “Yes” to Gabriel.

Then there is the grand announcement in Luke 2:8-14 when the Angel of the Lord appears.

Just like the Angel of the Lord appearing to Abraham to announce Sarah in going to have a baby, now he appears to the Shepherds. He first says, “You have nothing to fear,” just like Gabriel says to Mary! Then he says “This day in the city of David a savior has been born to you, the Messiah and Lord.” Followed by a choir of angels singing, “Glory to God in the Highest.” It is like the largest choir ever assembled singing the Hallelujah Chorus. If that doesn’t make you believe in angels what will.

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So once again this Christmas I will put a special angel Pam made on top of the Christmas tree. I will put our Precious Moments Nativities out with angels announcing the birth of Jesus, along with the little drummer boy. I will have angels on the mantle and all around the house. I guess I have to admit that without angels, Christmas would be missing something, like the voice of God telling us he is with us again this Christmas and always. Where will the angels be in your home and in your life this Christmas?

They will be there whether you see them or not. We just can’t get away from angels; especially the Angel of the Lord reminding us of Emmanuel or “God is with us” always.

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 around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.” (Luke 2:8-14) Lord, Don’t let me miss the angels telling us of your presence in our hearts and lives this Christmas. Let me hear the sound of angel wings when the hand bells play. Let me feel the cool breeze of angel wings. Let me remember the loving touch of your love in a baby’s smile. Most of all reassure me again this Christmas in the story of Jesus’ birth that you are present in our lives in ways we can only imagine like in the stories of Angels. Amen Rev. Jim Rosenberg, retired

December 13, 2025 (Morning) Treasures of the Heart It was going to be a bleak Christmas. Daddy had badly scalded his legs when he tried to fix our finicky water heater. And since Mom had to take him to the hospital, that had pretty much used up most of the “Christmas fund” that she had been saving toward for months.

Yes, a bleak Christmas, indeed. Usually, we were a happy little family of four. Mom was just a cheerful person generally and Dad was the one who would burst through the front door at the end of the day laughing about a funny story that he was going to tell the family.

Rochelle at one year old and I considered 3:00 the highlight of our day. At 4 o’clock or so, the key would turn in the lock, and we two would run toward the door and propel ourselves into Daddy‘s waiting arms. Daddy was gone most days, either attending college on the G.I. bill for his ministerial degree or working a part time job at the Methodist church near us as a youth pastor. Mom was busy raising my sister and me and keeping house.

There was never much money at the best of times and now…Christmas was only a couple of days away. Mom had decided not to tell two excited little girls that Christmas was to be very small this year. We were to have a “good Christmas” no matter what!

Christmas morning this year dawned cold and dreary, but for two very excited little girls, we hardly noticed. Mother was gaily, preparing Christmas breakfast singing as she cooked.

Daddy was already up and sitting in the big wool-backed rocking chair, both legs propped up on the stool in front of him. Mom had determined that at least Christmas breakfast was going to be good as she cracked our last two eggs in a bowl to scramble (goes farther that way); we could smell the aroma of bacon cooking. There would be plenty of grits, of course, and if there were enough flour and milk, some biscuits with strawberry jam.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and as Mom rushed to answer it; little sister and I edged toward the tree to take a peek at the presents there. But before we could even catch a glimpse, a flood of people entered our small living room, bearing platters and bowls of food.

There was turkey and ham, green beans and potatoes, Jell-O molds, and loads of cookies, cakes, and pies. We would indeed have a Christmas feast this year! Delighted by our surprising bounty, Mom and Dad invited everyone to stay and share Christmas with us; but like the proverbial Christmas elf, they were all gone in a twinkling of an eye while hugging us and wishing everyone a very merry Christmas as they went.

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Before we could even catch our breath, another round of Christmas well-wishers were knocking at the door and to my sister’s and my delight, their arms were loaded down with gaily wrapped gifts. This wonderful new bounty was put under the tree next to the only two tiny boxes already sitting there. Laughing gaily our Christmas Santa’s left us to enjoy our special day together as a family. Inside the boxes was a suit and tie for Daddy and a dress and a hat for Mother, some Mary Jane shoes with lace socks for Rochelle and me, and coats and gloves for everyone. But to our great delight, there were baby dolls with clothes, and a carriage for two smiling little girls. Still left under the tree were those two tiny red-bow boxes for Rochelle and me. Mother had spent what was left of the Christmas fund after food was bought for these gifts. Carefully, we untied the red bows and peaked inside. Nestled in white tissue paper was a chocolate candy heart wrapped in gold foil for each of us. The note tucked inside read by Daddy said, “The special sweetness of Christmas is not something wrapped in gold, but it is the love we hold in our hearts sent to us from Jesus, the Christ Child.”

Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. (Matthew 6:19-21) Dear Heavenly Father, Help us at this season to see what is important, not presents or trappings, but the love for one another as shown by the gift of your love. Amen Merry Christmas from the 1957 Ray Harrison family: Ray, Rose, Renée, Rochelle, and seven years later, brother Ragan.

Renee Long

December 13, 2025 (Evening) The Greatest Gift As the Advent and Christmas season approaches we begin to think about our gift giving.

Because God has given us so much that we may live, we in turn give to others that they may live well also. The greatest gift we give to honor Christ Jesus is to share his love through our loving and caring for others. By giving we can impact the lives of others and by giving thanks for our own blessings we honor God and show our appreciation.

Whether our daily circumstances are good, bad, or indifferent, there is always a reason to give thanks. Having an attitude of gratitude is not predicated on how we feel, it is an act of appreciation and praise to God. Being in a spirit and mind set of gratitude does many things.

It shifts our focus and thoughts away from self and towards others. It makes us focus on what matters most. It reminds us that all people matter despite our differences. Being thankful fosters beauty, grace, kindness and love displacing the unkind and hateful.

This Christmas season and beyond, let us focus on being thankful for what God has given us and honor him by sharing the same love and care for others. May we show the world what God's love is like by emulating him in our actions and deeds. May we always be in a spirit of thankfulness and giving.

For God so loved the world he gave his only son, so that everyone who believes in him won't perish but will have eternal life. (John 3:16) Heavenly Father, Guide us in ways we can bring you honor and show our gratitude by showing your love and care for all. Amen Carol Meriwether

Third Sunday of Advent

December 14, 2025 GOING TO BETHLEHEM

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 around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about. So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. (Luke 2:8-16) In this passage of scripture, we are told of the Angels blessing the shepherds with the good news that “to us a Savior is born, in the City of David”. After this incredible experience with the angels, the shepherds say, “Let us go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has been made known to us.”

I am so like the shepherds. I need to go to Bethlehem because where I am there are bright and flashing lights to keep me from being able to see the Star that shines there. I need to go to Bethlehem because where I am there is so much noise and clatter that I cannot hear the angels sing. I need to go to Bethlehem because where I am in life I need to find the Savior who waits there for me to discover His love and peace that he wants to give to me.

So, let us during this Advent season make sure we go to Bethlehem. There we shall find the Savior, Jesus, just what we need. And that’s the truth.

Lord, During this Advent season may we hear the angel’s message of the gift of Christ to be found in the stable of Bethlehem. Today we make our way to that “Little Town” to find the greatest gift, our Savior Jesus Christ. Amen Rev. Riley P. Short

December 15, 2025 Memories…Growing Up with Church Inspirations and “The Short of It” Every Monday in our sixth-grade class we would recite a Bible verse to begin our day. The one that resonates with me to this day is John 3:16, “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whomever believes in him shall not perish but have everlasting life”. My Sunday School teacher around that time had purposeful lessons with discussions that would always end with, “Not my will but Thy will be done”!

Our church had beautiful Christmas Eve pageants where representatives from each class would bring gifts that had been collected of food and toys for families in need (learning to be the hands and feet of Jesus).

I was very active in our Methodist Youth Fellowship (aka MYF) as it was called in the ‘60s and our closing each week would end with Psalm 19:14, “Let the Words of my mouth and the Meditations of my Heart be pleasing in your sight, Oh Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.”

WOW, what an inspiration forever and ever!

As I stated in my title, growing up with church and some inspirations, you are thinking, “Ok, what is the Short of it?”

Devoutly, as a family, we attended Sunday school and church in those formative years and there were times, you will know what I mean, when you would anxiously await the “closing of the sermon and church”! But…a few times each year our Bishop from Nashville, TN would come and preach.

During those times I was totally immersed in his message and antics, “Yes, Bishop Roy Short is preaching at our service today!” A memory to this day and years later how amazing that his son, Reverend Riley Short, would be the minister at my church in Lakeland! I continue to be mesmerized by Riley’s messages, and, “that’s the truth, the Short of it!”

But from there you will seek the LORD your God and you will find him, if you search after him with all your heart and with all your soul. (Deuteronomy 4:29) To God Be the Glory for these memorable inspirations, as they created the foundation as I continue to build my life with Christ. Amen Paula Graham

December 16, 2025 (Morning) Keep Awake!

Advent is the season many of us observe as a time of expectant waiting, preparing our hearts for the arrival of the Christ child. We light candles, place a nativity at the front of the church, and sing Christmas carols: “Oh come, Oh come Emanuel”. But what does it really mean? After all, Christ already came over 2000 years ago. What specifically are we waiting for?

Perhaps it’s an expectation that God will show up again in our lives, perform a miracle, and fix the mess that we’ve created. We’re waiting for our Jesus-Santa Claus to grant our wish and make everything better.

In a way, that’s exactly what God is wanting too. He’s waiting for us to invite Him to show up in our lives - in our world. He actually does want to fix the mess that we’ve created. Most likely though, our idea about the process of repair isn’t typically the way He chooses to work.

Sadly, humans have a tendency to tell God precisely how He should show up and what exactly He should do. It’s ironic because obviously we don't know how to fix our problems if we had the answers, we would have either fixed them by now, or we wouldn't have gotten ourselves into the mess in the first place.

Fortunately for us, God, the creator of the universe, is absolutely capable of fixing our mess.

Better yet, He is able to see all of it: past, present, and the future ramifications of it. He not only sees who is affected by our mess, He sees what we could be once we are free from our mess.

May this season of Advent be a time where expectant waiting means that we bow in humble anticipation for Jesus to show up in our lives, recognizing that He is the same God who created us, and trusting him to work in us the way that he sees fit.

Keep a sharp lookout! For you do not know when I will come, at evening, at midnight, early dawn or late daybreak. Don’t let me find you sleeping. Watch for my return! This is my message to you and to everyone else. (Mark 13:33-37) Holy Spirit, The scriptures tell us that you bestowed upon Christ gifts of wisdom, understanding, counsel, strength, knowledge and reverence for God. May your spirit descend on us today.

May we find peace in knowing that our Messiah is not only capable, but has the authority to promise His peace in the midst of a broken world. May we find hope in knowing that you will bring us through every difficulty we face, and that one day, all will be made right.

In your holy name we pray. Amen Leslie Howard

December 16, 2025 (Evening) A Lesson from a Turkey Yesterday, while driving along a country road, I saw a turkey pacing back and forth beside a hog wire fence. I wondered why she was pacing, but I didn’t stop to see. Thirty minutes later, I came back by and saw that the turkey was still in the same spot pacing beside the fence.

She was looking at the fence as if she was trying to figure out how to get over it, but knowing that she could fly, I figured she must be ensnared in some way that was keeping her trapped. So, I stopped. My Sweetie and I walked across the road and slowly approached the turkey. The closer we got, the faster she paced, getting more and more frantic, until she turned, started running down the fence line, lifted off in flight, easily clearing the fence. She ran as fast as she could toward a clump of trees and soon disappeared from sight.

As I drove away, I began to think about the fact that the turkey had it within herself to scale that fence all along, but it took an outside influence to come on the scene and motivate her to do what she was always capable of doing. Sometimes, we find ourselves pacing back and forth in a situation that feels insurmountable. We repeatedly do the same behavior that keeps us busy but doesn’t get us over the situation or where we need to be. Often it is only when we are taken out of our comfort zone that we realize that we have it within ourselves (either through our own strength, or with the help of God or others) to accomplish what is needed. May we learn to skip the pacing, spread our wings and fly!

But those who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40:31) God, Help us to wait on You for our strength, to quit our pacing and worrying, and allow ourselves to rest in your grace and mercy! And when we have rested, give us the strength to rise above the circumstances that would keep us from being what You want us to be.

Amen Carolyn Woodard

December 17, 2025 Why was Family Important to Jesus’ Family?

So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born 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: 4-7) In this passage, Joseph traveled with Mary, who was expecting their first child. His destination was the hometown of his family, the city of David called Bethlehem. Recently, Joleen and I traveled back to Reed City, Michigan, our original place of origin. Though we still have a few family members there, most have either passed on or like a feather on the wind, have drifted far far away.

There is a saying, that one can never move back home. I think that might be true, however it is not that home has dramatically changed. The real change occurs in us! We are no longer the same people we once were. Hopefully we have changed over the years into the kind of people that our ancestors would be proud of.

I’m certainly not the same wild, goofy kid I once was. We spent a month in my in-laws home getting it ready for a new family and saying goodbye to old memories. I hope I have made my father-in-law proud. I wonder if it was any different for Joseph when he went back to Bethlehem? I wonder about the conversations he would have had with Jesus? “Make us proud boy, and remember from where you came?” In a similar way, we carry the memories of our early life with us to help anchor us to our ancestorial anchor.

Moving on from times long gone, we will soon be celebrating with the city of David and all the world, “A savior is born!”

Lord, In your mercy help us to remember who we are and the kind of people we came from. Keep us humble and guide us toward kindness, compassion and generosity for others. Most of all, thank you for bringing each of us into the fold of your family. Amen Dale Golden

December 18, 2025 (Morning) A Family Tradition Filled with Love and Faith As the Advent season approaches, I am reminded of our family’s cherished Christmas tradition. Every year, my two sisters and I visit our parents on Christmas Eve and spend two wonderful days together. We joyfully organize and decorate the Christmas tree with ornaments, laughter, and cherished memories, filling the home with warmth and togetherness. Our large family attends church together on Christmas Eve, celebrating the birth of Christ in unity and praise. When we return home, we help distribute Christmas cakes to our neighbors — a simple yet meaningful gesture that spreads joy and goodwill. That evening, we also bake cookies, filling the house with the comforting aroma of freshly baked treats and the spirit of Christmas cheer. Christmas morning is filled with love and delicious flavors as we help our mom prepare her special dishes — lamb biryani, chicken fry, and fish curry — while sharing stories and laughter in the kitchen. Throughout the day, family and friends visit, and we exchange greetings, cakes, cookies, and heartfelt wishes, making every moment memorable and blessed. These traditions remind me that Christmas is more than a celebration. It is a time to give, to love, and to cherish the blessings of faith, family, and togetherness.

Wishing you and your loved ones a blessed Advent and a joyous Christmas filled with peace and love!

Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men. (Luke 2:14) For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. (Luke 2:11) Heavenly Father, Thank You for the precious gift of Your Son, Jesus Christ, and for the love that binds our families together. May this Christmas season fill our hearts with joy, peace, and gratitude as we celebrate Your everlasting grace. Amen Madhavi Latha Cheliki

December 18, 2025 (Evening) Final Gifts As a child, my family always got together for Christmas, usually around Thanksgiving. In fact, we started calling it our "Thanksmas" time. There were four generations present. My greatgrandma, Lillie Bailey, lived a very long life. She always made her rice pudding, and my grams made chocolate chip cookies and Texas sheet cake.

We were able to get 5-generation pictures with three of her great-great grandchildren. The last was with my oldest. My mom was the oldest grandchild; I was the oldest greatgrandchild. Even though Jonathon wasn't the oldest, she waited for him to be born so she could love on him. Our first stop whenever we traveled back to Howell was her nursing home.

She passed away on Christmas Eve, 1985. It was her final gift, as the family had grown and moved, so we had not been together for quite a while.

Years later, when my brothers and I took turns hosting OUR families, my brother, Mike Grove, would make Grandma Bailey's rice pudding. One year, he also wrote this poem. I'm sharing it with his permission.

FIVE GENERATIONS The five generations picture sits on my china hutch.

There's me and four more family whom I love very much.

There's great grandma and grandpa Bill, my mom and of course me.

The precious little baby is my daughter, Courtney.

Taken back in May of nineteen eighty-five, we rushed to get it done while great grandma was still alive.

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We'll have a family gathering this year in mid-December.

My sister and my brothers, sit, eat, chat, and remember.

Mom will be in Florida, The kids will be with me.

The others are in Heaven.

The roots of our family tree.

I’ll be taking something special As we all pass a dish, My great grandma’s rice pudding.

It is my sister’s wish.

I’ll make that special pudding With tender loving care.

A small piece of great grandma’s heart Is surely to be there.

By Michael Grove – Copyright 11/25/2011 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13) Lord, Be with all people that are missing their loved ones during this magical time of year. We know that Jesus is coming for us all. Thank you for the gift of your Son. Amen Deb Meyer

December 19, 2025 (Morning) Jesus is Everywhere Each Advent season, we retell the story of Jesus’ birth, the humble manger, the startled shepherds, the brilliant star. Yet, beyond the nativity scenes and our singing of familiar carols lies a deeper invitation: Where is Jesus still being born among us today?

Incarnation was a miracle and more than just a moment in history. Jesus came into a broken world then, and He continues to come into ours today. He may come quietly or powerfully; often He comes through the ordinary moments we can easily overlook.

I see Him when I work in the garden, surrounded by the delicate beauty of the blooming flowers; each one is a quiet testament to God’s creation and care. I feel His presence in the loving hugs of my grandchildren and in their laughter that echoes pure joy. I see Him in a sweet note from a former student, a simple thank you that reminds me how love and encouragement can leave lasting marks on the hearts of others.

I see Jesus born in small, yet blessed moments: a kind cashier who asks if I’ve found everything I need, a stranger holding the door, a friend who calls at just the right time.

I’ve also seen Him in the powerful work of VISTE - Volunteers in Service to the Elderly. When I ride along with my husband to deliver meals, I witness an entire network of compassion: staff printing routes, cooks stirring pots, volunteers carefully counting and packaging meals, and drivers bringing meals and human connection to those in need. It’s as if I am looking at the manger scene in present day, where love is wrapped not in swaddling cloths but in takeout containers and bright green bags, delivered by volunteers showing dignity and care to every recipient.

Be it a simple act of kindness or a bold step of compassion, Jesus is being born in our world again and again. Wherever love breaks through hatred, and hope shines in the darkness, He is there. Author Victor Hugo says it well in LES MISERABLES, “To love another person is to see the face of God.” This Advent, we must look back to Bethlehem, but not stop there. We need to look around our little corner of the world with awareness and wonder. Let us be people who make room, even if it’s just a stable-sized space, for Christ to be born in us. May we always continue to ask, “Where do I see Jesus born today?”

And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us. (John 1:14) Dear God, Thank you for this Advent season. Help us to be aware of your presence and the needs of our world and the people around us so we can be your hands and feet graciously helping others. Amen Muriel Kuhn

December 19, 2025 (Evening) Our Salvation Over 2000 years ago, heaven came to earth. The Son of God, who was always there, came to us in the flesh…fragile and holy, Jesus. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He didn’t come as a warrior or a king. He came as a child so we wouldn’t fear him, but instead draw near. God knew that only through his Son would we have hope for reconciliation. The profits and priests of old shared the same earthly sin as us, so our hope for reconciliation could only come from someone outside the human race blessed by God. Imagine a mountain climber having fallen to the bottom of a deep canyon…alive, but unable to scale the tall mountains on all sides, and unable to use his equipment to free himself.

Freedom must come from above. A rescuer from a helicopter is lowered to the climber. By clutching to him, the climber is raised to safety. Likewise, salvation has to come from above.

Only God can save. Jesus has come from heaven to earth to reach out to us, offer his hand and begin our journey to salvation.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1:1) Dear God, We are continually reminded of your endless love for us. We believe that our only hope for reconciliation and salvation would be through your precious Son. We are grateful you sent him that we may find our way to an everlasting relationship with you. Amen Bob Kuhn

December 20, 2025 (Morning) Where Is Jesus Being Born Today?

The night that Jesus was born, many things were going on in the town of Bethlehem. The streets were loudly bustling with stressed-out people, because the Roman government had issued a census decree that everyone should return to their hometowns to be registered for tax purposes. Bethlehem, just a small dot on the maps of the day, was obviously not used to these kinds of conditions. “Bethlehemers” were likely not taking all the crowded confusion in stride, because, courtesy of this proclamation, their small, normally peaceful domain was being invaded.

Enter Mary and Joseph, who had been traveling the sixty-five miles from Nazareth to Bethlehem for four or five days, a formidable task for even a young woman very much “with child” like Mary, probably stretched to the end of her endurance. No reservations, no GPS, no air conditioning, no comforts of home among strangers, and Mary, as they traveled on, probably became aware that her Child would not be long in coming now - a stressful conundrum for one so young.

They, like so many others, were vying for a place to lay their weary heads after their long, grueling journeys, and perhaps, through a provisional nudge from Jehovah Jireh, one particular innkeeper with an already full house, “happened” to remember a nearby, side-ofthe-road cave/stable that would provide shelter for this young man and his obviously uncomfortable, pregnant young wife.

Not an ideal place for birthing any baby, and surely, not fitting for the birth of the Son of God, but I see Mary's exercising holy gratitude for this provision. God will make a way, where there seems to be no way...

With stabled animals all around, I can imagine that God quieted them, as they became witnesses to the birth of His son in that humble stable. As Mary and Joseph prepared for the birthing event, with or without the help of a midwife, they must have known that they were in His presence.

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“Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: you will find a baby wrapped in cloths, and lying in a manger.” (Luke 2:10-12) ... and then, the appearance of a magnificent choir of heavenly angels appeared in the sky, praising God and singing, “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.” (Luke 2:14) We don't know how many others, besides the shepherds, and later, the Magi from the East, were eyewitnesses to the manifestations of Jesus’ birth, received it within themselves with great joy, and were compelled to share that news with others, but we do know that Jesus is still being re-born today, in settings of distress, ill health, financial misfortunes, death of a loved one, broken relationships, political unrest, poverty, hatred, and persecution- wherever one's soul is bound up by emptiness and despair. Jesus offers “whosoever will” a rebirth of love, grace, peace, joy, and hope if we take his hand, and accept a relationship with him.

Glory to God in the highest!

God, we pray these words from the Christmas hymn, “O Little Town of Bethlehem”, O Holy Child of Bethlehem, descend on us, we pray. Cast out our sin and enter in; be born in us today. We hear the Christmas angels, the great, glad tidings tell. O come to us, abide with us, our Lord, Emmanuel. Amen Karen Gagnon

December 20, 2025 (Evening) Isn’t This What It’s All About?

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay close by me forever, and love me, I pray; bless all the dear children in Thy tender care and fit us for heaven to live with Thee there.

(Away in a Manger) My dad, Roy Harris, often prayed this verse followed by only the word “Amen”. I used to wonder why he didn’t say more. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve grown to appreciate the simplicity of this prayer.

Society references “fit” from a physical perspective. My hope this season, and all seasons is to focus on “fit” from a spiritual perspective. The hymn Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus often comes to mind and is helpful to me daily.

Turn Your Eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, In the light of His glory and grace.

This Christmas my dad is singing in Heaven. It will be a different season for our family. I will cling to God’s Word and promises. I will sing hymns and know he is singing with me.

Let us keep our eyes fixed on Jesus, on whom our faith depends from beginning to end. He did not give up because of the cross! On the contrary, because of the joy that was waiting for him, he thought nothing of the disgrace of dying on the cross, and he is now seated at the right-hand side of God’s throne. (Hebrews 12:2) A prayer as my dad prayed it… Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay close by me forever, and love me, I pray; bless all the dear children in Thy tender care and fit us for heaven to live with Thee there. Amen Emily Harris Hutchings

Fourth Sunday of Advent

December 21, 2025

The Nativity My copy of the children’s book, The Nativity, illustrated by Julie Vivas, has a bright red cover with a whimsical drawn image of Joseph bending over with his hands cupped ready to help a very pregnant Mary get up on a seemingly patient donkey standing by. The text begins with the familiar, “In the days of Herod the King….” This has become my favorite Christmas book out of many that we accumulated when our children were young. After a number of years of acquiring new Christmas related books each Advent, our collection grew to the point I started a new tradition of wrapping and numbering the books to put out the next Advent to be used for a countdown to Christmas. Each day of Advent, the kids would pick one book to open to be read and enjoyed. We did this for each year until the kids were older, and the age-level and interest-level of the books were too young for them. It must have been meaningful enough, however, that our daughter has carried on the tradition with her kids.

While not all were cherished books, there were a few that remained beloved and one in particular, The Nativity, is my favorite. The text is the nativity story from Luke and Matthew, but the illustrations by Australian illustrator, Julie Vivas, really carry the message of God with us, in the flesh, coming into this world in all the struggle, craziness, wonder, and questions that make up the human condition. This is my Christmas season coffee table book. Looking at the pictures and reading the story each year helps to bring home that message of God’s connection to us from the beginning of our lives, a story for the ages and for all peoples. It reminds me to intentionally look for God’s presence in our lives, even in the darkest places of life.

In the time of Herod King of Judea there was a priest named Zechariah, who belonged to the priestly division of Abijah; his wife Elizabeth was also a descendant of Aaron. (Luke 1:5) In the sixth month of Elizabeth’s pregnancy, God sent the angel Gabriel to Nazareth, a town in Galilee, to a virgin pledged to be married to a man named Joseph a descendant of David…(Luke 1:26-38) In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world…(Luke 2:1-20) This is how the birth of Jesus the Messiah came about: his mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found to be pregnant through the Holy Spirit… (Matthew 1:18-2:15) Dear God, It is easy to see your presence in the joy and excitement of a young child learning new things, in the beauty of the change of seasons, or in the kind word given to a stranger.

However, it is harder to see and feel your presence in the struggles and suffering of depression, violence, war, anger and injustice that we feel and see in the world these days.

Help me to be attuned to your love and work in the world, even in the dark places. Amen [The Nativity. Illustrated by Julie Vivas. Gulliver Books- Harcourt Brace & Company, 1988.]

Debbie Corbin

December 22, 2025 (Morning) There’s Always Room for A Little One When my son was born, my eyes widened to miracles, and my heart expanded impossibly.

As December approached, this impossible miracle of the Christmas story was like an unexpected, hidden gift I unwrapped anew with disbelief and delight.

One of my private joys is to seek and discover beautiful picture books written for children which also hold luminous truths for grownups, books of beauty, graceful language, and joyful magic in illustration. A Christmas book in our church gift shop, There’s Always Room for a Little One, found its way into our home and the sanctuary of family reading at bedtime.

Its incandescent illustrations sparkled with portraits of friendly beasts and a stable under a star-filled sky, revealing the extraordinary in what would seem ordinary. A hulking and kindly ox welcomes into the stable a careworn dog seeking refuge, who in turn welcomes a frightened cat, who welcomes a vulnerable mouse, each reassuring the next, “There is always room for a little one here.” Old adversaries drop their guard and reach out in love to offer refuge. All the beasts join at last in welcoming a tired donkey and family who have journeyed far and with a divine purpose. Each being seeks and finds comfort and acceptance, then turns to share these with the next in need, assuring us: There’s always room here for love.

In our overstuffed lives, we are invited to trust this truth with quiet certainty: There’s always room for divine, loving peace when we are ready, when we make time. And there is always time (time becomes ours) when we choose to turn inward, breathe, and follow the luminous path to that inner spaciousness where God waits. The bright, guiding light of a faraway star is the bright guiding light we each carry within us, always with us. The gentle and humble animals remind us there is always room for the music of the star, for the impossible grace of heaven.

There is always room for a little one.

The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them. (Isaiah 11:6-9) Thank you for God’s loving welcome, peace and acceptance.

Thank you for the miracle of God on earth, among us.

Thank you for the miracle of God shining in others’ faces and in every luminous heart.

Thank you for the miracle of knowing and welcoming God. Thank you for the bright guiding light of a faraway star.

Thank you for the bright guiding light within me.

Thank you for the miracle of God within us, the wonder of our own miraculous divinity. Amen Sarah Morrison

December 22, 2025 (Evening) Finding Jesus in Unexpected Places To see where Christ is born today is to find him in the unexpected places. I see him in my grandsons as they say their prayers. They talk to God like a friend, like we all should. I see Him in the most intimate place, within the human heart that accepts him as Savior. This is the "new birth" Jesus spoke of. A spiritual transformation that fills us with his presence, forgiveness, and hope. When we open our lives to Christ, he makes his home with us, walking with us through our daily journey.

Jesus was born in humble stable. His birth marks God coming to be “with us,” a relationship that continues through the Holy Spirit. Christ showed his unconditional love to us. May we show his unconditional love and care to all people. As Jesus called himself "the light of the world," Christians are called to reflect his light wherever they go, shining brightly in the world. To be a beacon for those who are searching. Jesus calls us to "go into the world and preach the gospel to all creation". By sharing the message of salvation, we participate in Christ's ongoing work of seeking and saving the lost. Jesus’ birth was the start of a rescue mission, and we continue that mission by caring for all of God's children.

May we come to Christ with an open heart. May we go and make disciples of Jesus Christ for the transformation of the world. May our words lift people up, not tear them down. May we love and show kindness to all people, not just those we agree with. And may our prayers be like that of a child talking to a dear friend.

Therefore, go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age. (Matthew 28:19-20) Dear Jesus, We thank you for the gift of your birth, not only in Bethlehem long ago but in our hearts today. Open our eyes to see you in the unexpected places and in the faces of every person we meet. Inspire us to be your hands and feet, to extend compassion to all, and to treat others with the grace you have shown us. May your presence be continually born anew within us, transforming our lives and the world around us. Amen Diana Russell

December 23, 2025 Eric’s Teaching Father:

Well, this should be calm and quiet, and I’m hungry from all the Christmas

shopping.

Mother: Hey there, little Eric, what are you all squealy about? Did he just say Hi there?

Sibling: Mom, I think so, and it’s to the man over there with the rag of a coat.

Father: I hope not. He’s all dirty and greasy and look at his poor shoes. They’re torn open.

Mother: Well, he is sure excited about something. Look at him pounding his little hands.

Sibling: It’s the man with a tattered coat.

Father: He’s waving at Eric.

Old Man: Hi there big boy. I see ya.

Mother:

What are we going to do? Everyone in the restaurant is watching and looking at

us and at that man. He’s creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby, and Eric just keeps saying ‘Hi there”.

Eric:

Ha ha ha, hi, hi.

Sibling: Eric seems to really like the old man.

Father: Yes, but he’s the only one. Great, our meal is here. We can eat and leave.

Old Man: Do ya know patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek-aboo.

Father: Well, I’m finished. You pay the check, and I’ll get the car.

Sibling: Mother, I’ll kind-of run interference so you don’t have to get too close to the guy.

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(Pause a few moments) Father: What took you so long?

Mother: Turn off the engine. I have to tell you what has just happened.

Father: Are you all right?

Mother: Not really. I’m quite moved.

Sibling: This is something special, Dad. Mother:

As I walked past the man, I turned my back trying to sidestep him. As I did, Eric

leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby's "pick-me-up" position. Before I could stop him, Eric had propelled himself from my arms to the man's.

Father: Is Eric all right?

Mother:

Eric is fine. I’m the one who’s not. Suddenly a very smelly old man and a very

young baby consummated their love relationship. Eric with total trust, laid his tiny head upon the man's ragged shoulder.

Sibling: The old man's eyes closed, and I saw tears beneath his lashes.

Mother:

I don’t believe two beings have ever loved so deeply in so short a time. The old

man rocked and cradled Eric in his arms for a moment, and then his eyes opened, and he looked at me and said: "You take care of this precious baby."

Mother: Somehow, I managed to say: “I will.”

Father: What happened then?

Mother:

He pried Eric from his chest, as though he was in pain. When I took my baby, he

said: "God bless you, ma'am, you've given me my Christmas gift."

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Father: I saw you and you were crying and kept saying: “My God, forgive me.”

Mother:

I had just witnessed Christ's love shown through the innocence of a tiny child,

who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes.

Father:

I must admit, I did too. We are Christians who were blind, holding a little child who

was not.

Mother:

I felt it was God asking -- "Are you willing to share your son for a moment?" --

when I shared Mine for all eternity. That ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, "To enter the kingdom of God, we must become as little children."

Sibling: Thank you, Eric for making Christmas more meaningful.

But Samuel ministered before the LORD, being a child, girded with a linen ephod, the priestly apron. (1 Samuel 2:18) Lord, May we have eyes that edify beyond the obvious and penetrate into the pure soul that you have given to others. Amen

Jim Higginbottom

Christmas Eve

December 24, 2025 More than an Old Story

So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new! (2 Corinthians 5:17) It’s Christmas Eve. Whether you are preparing to head out for Christmas Eve worship, or it’s late in the evening and you are winding down after a long season of preparation or, if truth be told, you’re reading this on Christmas Day because Christmas Eve is often a crazy convergence of family, last-minute shopping, and trying to assemble toys that have impossibly inadequate instructions, I hope you now have a moment to reflect on the reality that Christmas is far more than the birth of a baby two thousand years ago in an unimportant small town in Palestine.

Reflect on INCARNATION, that God has become flesh and has submitted to coming as a baby and being raised by faithful humans. Reflect on INCARNATION as a present reality in our own lives! If we invite Christ to be born in us, we too become vessels of the human linked with the divine. Ponder that a minute. The power of the Holy Spirit can transform us to be Christlike!

What does this mean for the world? That millions of people, now and through the ages, have and will join themselves as “little Christs” in a force to be light in the midst of darkness, joy in the midst of sadness, hope in the midst of despair, and pardon in the midst of injury. As the old advertisement said, “A baby changes everything.”

Now the challenge. Are you submitting to the power of the Holy Spirit to be more Christlike?

As John Wesley would ask, “Does it have sway in your life?” Can people tell you are different because you bare Christ’s name? Is the Holy Spirit demonstrating its fruit in your life: love, joy, peace, patience, gentleness, kindness, faithfulness, generosity, and self-control? I invite you to make time and space daily to read Scripture, meditate, pray, and fully open yourself to the Spirit’s work. We need more Christlike humans.

I’ll give you some beautiful pieces to ponder and use as prayers during the next twelve days of Christmas (until January 6) or longer if it’s helpful.

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First, the third stanza of “O Little Town of Bethlehem,” written by Rev. Phillips Brooks in 1868: How silently, how silently the wondrous gift is giv’n!

So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of God’s heaven.

No ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive him still, the dear Christ enters in.

Second, this piece loosely attributed to St. John of the Cross: If you want, the Virgin will come walking down the road pregnant with the holy and say, “I need shelter for the night, please take me inside your heart, my time is so close.”

Then, under the roof of your soul, you will witness the sublime intimacy, the divine, the Christ taking birth forever, as she grasps your hand for help, for each of us is the midwife of God, each of us.

Yes there, under the dome of your being does creation come into existence externally, through your womb, dear pilgrim— the sacred womb of your soul, as God grasps our arms for help; for each of us is His beloved servant never far.

If you want, the Virgin will come walking down the street pregnant with Light and sing . . .

"If You Want” by St. John of the Cross, translated by Daniel Ladinsky, Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West, New York: Penguin Compass, 2002.

Bishop Sue Haurpert-Johnson

Christmas Day

December 25, 2025 The Birth of Jesus

In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. (This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) And everyone went to their own town to register.

So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born and she gave birth to her first-born son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.

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 around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”

So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger.

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. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

On the eighth day, when it was time to circumcise the child, he was named Jesus, the name the angel had given him before he was conceived. (Luke 2:1-21)

A Note of Gratitude As we come to the close of this Advent devotional, we pause to offer heartfelt thanks to all who prayerfully shared their stories, insights, and faith reflections. Each contribution has been a beautiful expression of hope, love, joy, and peace— guiding us closer to the heart of Christ during this sacred season.

May the words within these pages continue to inspire your spirit, deepen your faith, and remind you of the light that shines in and through us all.

From our church family to yours, may this devotional be a blessing in your life and a companion on your journey to the manger this Christmas.

Merry Christmas and blessings of peace and joy, First United Methodist Church of Lakeland

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