The greatest gift of all

The first feeling embraces me in October; with the smell of mandarins. It’s like I’m carried through time and can touch some of that special season of the year. Why is it that the month of December is so much better than all the other “cold” months of the year? Surely, we all enjoy the traditional food that follows, not to speak about the cakes, drinks and sweets that we devour in our nicely decorated homes. Still, within there is something more that is stirred up…

The feeling of Christmas
The feeling of Christmas

I remember how I would wake up the 1st of December and run towards the calendar that my mum had carefully made. Small gifts wrapped up in shiny paper and attached to a green board with red flannel hearts. At school, my favorite teacher would start the day by letting us light the advent candles and singing: “…waiting for the small child in the manger”.

My grandfather, the best and funniest old man I know, lives in a big house with a lovely garden and his own forest. On the 23rd we would bring a sledge out into the forest where the trees were loaded with snow to find a spruce. I still remember how fun it was to be able to decorate it with my older sister, and how it was to be pinched by the pines from time to time. The smell filled the living room, and when my father would turn on the small lights, Christmas was at the door.

Then finally it arrives: Christmas Eve. Excitement, keen impatience and butterflies within. I could hardly wait for the unwrapping of all the gifts that caught my attention under the tree. My grandfather or one of the grandchildren would read the Nativity story from the Bible before we prayed and thanked God. My thoughts, I have to admit, were mostly on what I would unwrap in a few moments.

This year, I decided to reflect more on why we actually celebrate CHRISTmas. And that is partly why I write this article. It is easy, at least for me, to set my mind on all the things associated with Christmas; food, gifts, decorations and so on. All these things are nice and I will still appreciate them, but at the same time ponder more upon the real Father Christmas. To thank Him for giving the most precious He had; His own Son. The greatest gift of all.

By Guro Hockley

My revolution in Jesus Revolution

A revolution caused by Jesus. That is what I have experienced in my own life, seen in many young people’s lives and desire still to see in lives all over the world. For this is true: when Jesus is preached, He is able to act, save and heal.

These last 6 years I have been able to receive wonderful, transforming and inspiring teaching and to travel around in Europe seeing people touched by the love of God. He is madly in love with us! His hands are stretched out all day, all night to people that right now don’t even care about Him. Our task is to let them know. And as we do this we are changed too.

My revolution
My revolution

One of my best years

One of the greatest years I had in Jesus Revolution, was in 2004. I was asked to be the team leader of a concert team going to the north-western part of Europe. Knowing I was inadequate in myself for the huge task, I cried out to God for His help and wisdom. As Jesus Christ said…, I did receive. Ideas, help and wisdom. It was a wonderful team, a wonderful tour and a wonderful bonus; I got to know Paul, who has now been my husband for two years, and I am extremely thankful to God for this precious gift. I learned many things throughout the year, also from mistakes. We all experienced that as we stepped out from our own comfort, we saw God working through us.

I still remember a concert in Holland as if it was last week. We were all very tired and ready for Easter holidays. A girl in the team was injured and I felt as if I had no strength for another concert. As we stepped out in front of the people, I felt God’s Spirit in a powerful way, many responded to the gospel and we were all amazed. Truly, “it is not by might and power, but by The Holy Spirit.”
One thing is sure; God can use anyone who makes themselves available for Him. It is up to us. Not to accomplish, but to be willing.