I am not overly fond of interruptions.
Interruptions — be they people or events — stop my forward motion. They prevent me from achieving my goals. They waste my time.
Or so I think if I am not paying attention.
I’ve come to realize that interruptions may be the point of my day. Interruptions may be the more important thing … the priority … the better thing.
Think about it: Jesus was an interruption.
I love how author Max Lucado wrote it: God tapped humanity on its collective shoulder, “Pardon me,” he said, and eternity interrupted time, divinity interrupted carnality, and heaven interrupted earth in the form of a baby.
What a beautiful truth. What a transcendent interruption.
And how easy it is during the month of December to let so many, many things interfere with the miracle of God’s interruption. We don’t hear God’s whispered, “Pardon me” because we’re so busy doing things — buying presents and wrapping presents and baking goodies and decking the halls … fa la la la la la la la la!
We need to choose to be interrupted … to choose to stop … to listen for the moments when God says, “Pardon me” and then whispers a quiet “I love you” to us during the Christmas season.
In Your Words: When has God interrupted your life — and what have you learned through the interruption? How are you making time to hear God’s “Pardon me” during the busy holiday season?[Tweet “Christmas: The divine interruption of God #lifequotes #Christmas”] [Tweet “Are you listening for God’s “Pardon me” during the holiday season? #lifequotes #Christmas “]
I hope each of you has a wonderful Christmas. I am slowing life down for the rest of the month — even as I focus on another writing deadline. I’ll be back blogging in January 2015 and I look forward to see y’all next year!
A fun blog post:
Novel Crossing invited authors to share Christmas memories. I share one of mine in Part 1, along with authors Beth White, Tracy Higley, Kate Breslin, Dani Pettrey, Carla Laureano, Patricia Bradley, Tracy Groot, Mesu Andrews, and Richard Mabry.