Sunday, December 20, 2015

The Parable of the Christmas Elf

The Parable of the Christmas Elf -
Last Friday, I dressed up like an elf for an assembly at my son's school. I took extra pains to curl my hair, wear extra makeup, and dress in clothing appropriate for one of Santa's elves. It was all so the kids I saw almost every single day during traffic control wouldn't recognize me. I also relied on the fact I wasn't wearing my bright orange vest with "Miss Melissa" on the back to aid in my deception.

During the performance, where I recited "A Visit From St. Nicholas" and read "The True Story of Santa Claus", the kids were riveted, more focused on the words than me. But when I visited each classroom to deliver treats, a few of the children started to call me out.

"I know who you are," a little girl said with a sly grin. I waved her away with a quiet shush, not wanting to ruin it for the other kids.

"Hey, I know you!" a little boy cried out. I ignored him and jingled my way out of the classroom (my shoes and mittens had jingle bells).

The longer I stayed, the more children began to recognize me for who I truly was. The crowning moment was when I stayed to help with traffic control in the afternoon - still decked out in elfish attire. The excited children swarmed me and peppered me with questions. When was Santa coming to pick me up? What time was I going back to the North Pole?

"Wait," an older boy said, peering under my elf hat. "I recognize you! You're Miss Melissa!"

Nothing I said or did could persuade him otherwise. Nor would he stop announcing it for all to hear. I was found out and outed. Not all the glitter and sparkles in the world could hide who I really was.

In life, we often put on disguises for others to see - masquerading as something we're not to fool people we want to impress. Perhaps we're hoping to be seen as 'cooler' than we are. Or smarter. Or more trendy.

No matter what we do, these disguises won't last. First one person will see through your carefully crafted mask. Then another. And another.

Eventually, you, too, will be outed and shown for who you really are.

Christ never pretended to be something He wasn't. He came to earth a newborn babe in the lowliest of circumstances. Many saw Him merely as the son of a carpenter from Nazareth. But those who looked, who truly saw Him for who He was, knew Him to be the Only Begotten Son of the Most High. His glory shall reign forever!

So this Christmas season, remember who you are. You are a son or daughter of God, sent to earth to become something great and amazing. To follow in Christ's footsteps and gain eternal glory.

All you have to do is believe.

Believe is a verb. A verb is an action. Therefore, to believe is to ACT.

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