The Perfect Gift

Those stockings that were hung by the chimney with such care, are down now, folded and tucked away.  The presents are all unwrapped and now mingled in with our other possessions.  The lights are getting unplugged, wrapped up and ready to be stored away.  The tree is being undressed and will be taken out to the curb. 

We can spend hours looking online or roaming up and down the aisles of the stores and malls, searching for that perfect gift.  But we have already been given the perfect gift.

 

"Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift."  2 Corinthians 9:15

God the Father gave us his Son, Jesus Christ.

Jesus Christ gave himself. 

How can I put into words what Jesus Christ and this gift mean to me? 

I'm a writer so ofcourse, I'm going to try but Paul summed it up pretty well by calling it unspeakable.

He's amazing.  He's given me everything. 

He's given me...

LIFE - "The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy; I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly."  John 10:10

HOPE - "For thou art my hope, O Lord God; thou art my trust from my youth."  Psalm 71:5

SALVATION - "Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among me, whereby we must be saved."  Acts 4:12

REDEMPTION - "In whom we have redemption, through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace."  Ephesians 1:7

FORGIVENESS - "If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness."  1 John 1:9

FRIENDSHIP - "A man that hath friends must shew himself friendly: and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother."  Proverb 18:24

LOVE - "Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins."  1 John 4:10

Those are just a few of the things God has given me as part of his unspeakable gift.  Honestly, I believe this subject is like the words of the hymn The Love of God:

Could we with ink, the ocean fill and were the skies of parchment made,

Were every stalk on earth a quill and every man a scribe by trade,

To write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry,

Nor could the scrolll contain the whole though stretched from sky to sky!

 

Even though Christmas is the time we celebrate this unspeakable gift coming to Earth, I'm so thankful this gift is unlike any other gift.  It is never out of style or out of stock.  It is always right for me and it is the gift I can share. 

 

Thank you, Jesus for laying your glory by and coming to earth so I wouldn't have to die.