We are in the Christmas shopping season. What do you get for Uncle Fred who has everything? I came across this cute column from my friend JDR and it seemed appropriate at this time of the season, so I thought I’d share it with you.
I never met the woman, but I had to ask her: “Did you find Jesus?”
“I am sorry?” She said.
I understood her confusion. It’s not a question you get asked often in her line of work.
“I wonder if I’ve found Jesus,” I said. “We think we left him on your plane.”
It was really my fault. We were traveling from Tampa to Wichita for Christmas 1995 and thought it would be a good idea to entertain our 2 year old with a small set of toys we brought from home. It wasn’t long before donkeys and sheep were scattered on the floor of the plane and the wise men were placed between the seats.
It wasn’t until we got to Wichita that we realized the manger was empty. That is why I was explaining to the woman on the other end of the phone that we had lost Jesus.
“Yes. Which flight?” she asked.
Delta’s customer service representatives, such as chaplains, are trained to provide a worry-free presence. You just gathered the necessary information, checked and found the lost records, and you told me that no, they didn’t find Jesus. But she was hoping we’d have a happy birthday anyway.
Of course, a lot of people do, right? Jesus is missing, but they have a wonderful Christmas anyway. Then we Christians, being saints, go crazy. We say: “Reply Christ at Christmas, keep an eye out for him.” “Christmas is all about the love of Jesus, you fools.”
I wonder if it was good for them or us. There has to be a better way to manage the problem.
By the way, when we got back to Florida, we found out that Jesus was in our house the whole time. Delta did not lose the trace of Jesus; we had.
This is probably the solution to our other problem as well. Perhaps the Christians are the ones who left Christ behind. We may have it in our homes, but we leave it there when we go to work, when we get stuck in traffic and when we meet people who don’t know him as well as we know him.
I wonder what would happen if our relationship with the living Christ made us noticeably different – more joyful, more loving, less angry – during the other 11 months of the year. If we Christians bring Christ back to January and into November, I have a feeling the world will be more eager to bring him back at Christmas.
“Come, all believers. Joyful and victorious. Oh come, let us adore him. Christ the Lord. Amen.”
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