It’s New Years eve. Most of the Holiday Hoopla is over. That’s good news.
Holidays are supposed to be a time of family, joy, togetherness, which in some ways it is. Then there is the hurriedness, the shopping, which gift for whomever, wrapping, stress, being careful not to offend the easily offended, so we smile a lot. Tolerate the noise and confusion, which at a much younger age was part of the fun. These days, the wiser, elder days as they are called, not so much.`
Writing out cards (even to the people we see every day and will see at the festivities, Do you understand why we do that?) We lug around car loads of gifts, we put up all matter of decorations, inside, outside, just to take them down again. Grocery shopping,( not to be confused with the gift shopping), preparing, cleaning, cooking, serving, eating, wrapping, wasting, singing, sharing, snapping pictures. And then it’s done. Meanwhile……
This is the thinking part….for me, a Mother, Grandmother, Great Grandmother I wish for things not so mundane, not just the traditional or obligatory matters incorporated into these Holidays. I thought of the drinking, the eagerness of it. I thought of Jesus at the wedding, making wine out of water. No one it seems gave a thought about it, where it came from and why is never mentioned. The wedding guests were there by invitation. Probably most of the village, neighborhood or town was invited, back in the day.
The Drinking of anything takes no preparation, anyone can do it, if a liquid is available. We are born ready willing and able to suck it right down. At any time in almost any place. God said every thirsty one is welcome. Only one requirement is needed, we must be thirsty. Even if the thirst is of greed, ambition, pleasure, knowledge, sinner tired or the weary, are invited to come to drink. What a gift.! Irrespective of persons God calls us to drink of Him, with Him. We invite friends, family, colleagues to our Holiday celebrations, . He also invites us, we need an invitation to attend, to drink of Him. His call, His invitation is the act of truly being thirsty.
I looked around at my family this year and wondered if any there were thirsty? Really thirsty for more than what was made available by our host. I know a few had drank of Him, truly, but I care about those younger not yet thirsty. How do we get thirsty? We have a built-in need for water, we are actually made up of a lot of water. Pretty clever of our creator, right? However, that is one of the first places our evil nemesis distorted.
Advertisements for an abundance of thirst quenchers invade our spaces daily. Temporary thirst quenchers with no effect on the soul. Our souls as I look around and listen are very dehydrated, sick even. Where is the teaching, the advertising for the souls thirst quencher? It is to be taught us by our parents, early on, modeled for us every day, what this thirst inside us feels like, the thirstiness that can not be quenched except by Jesus, Our Lord God. The culture of today runs from it, and they seek refreshing in all the wrong places. With beverages that increase
the dehydration. Our culture, even at the Holidays have seriously dehydrated, nauseous, souls. Sadly those who need it are of the mind set that they are not welcome. Their china, tea cups are cracked or broken, ashamed of the poverty in their souls. Who taught that? A depraved dehydrated lost culture is who.
There are no requirements, no BYOB, just thirst. Are you thirsty? You need no golden cup, no fine china, to convey the water to the thirsty, The mouth of poverty is welcome to stoop down and drink of the life giving stream.Blistered, dried cracked, leprous and filthy lips may touch the stream of divine love and not pollute the stream, but rather be healed, purified by it.
Our Redeemer lives, He loves us, and he calls out to us saying, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink. ” Our sinfulness, our dehydrated souls are not barriers to the invitation to believe in Jesus. Come be purified. Quench the deep thirst of body and soul.