This Christmas, we are celebrating with not just one, but two new kittens in our family.
Every morning I check to see what they got into during the night. Which ornament, which light strand, which bit of garland, which wise man have they pulled down or knocked down.
I have stopped one kitten from climbing up the middle of our Christmas tree on several occasions and rescued this same kitten when his claws got stuck to the garland and lights strung over a door. He was hanging from them like a mountain climber repelling off a mountain.
Wrapping paper is their favorite closely followed by empty boxes and ornament hooks that they’ve detached from the ornaments they’ve knocked to the ground.
Oh, Christmas is a wonder of excitement to these two little guys and they are certainly keeping me on my toes.
They are also prodding my heart about something:
The purpose of Christmas, the very heart of God’s heart in sending His Son, is peace. It is RECONCILIATION.
We adopted our new kittens from the Humane Society. They apparently had been dropped off at the shelter together. They spent time in a cage together there before spending the next several weeks of their lives on display at a pet store in a different cage—still together.
We kept going to the pet store for supplies for our other animals and seeing these two playful kittens. Why weren’t they getting adopted?
Finally, we decided we needed to be their family only to learn as we signed our name to the adoption papers that others had been interested in taking one of the kittens, but never both of them. Until us.
That was what the Humane Society had been looking for the whole time, a family who wanted to keep the kittens together since they’d never been apart.
And we see this at work in these little guys. The very first week we brought them home, they were getting bolder, adventuring into new places around our house.
Then we heard the crying. It was the saddest, quickest succession of meows we had ever heard, not a hurt cry, but a deeply sad cry. One lone kitten walked by, meowing as he searched from room to room for the other kitten.
Even now, after almost four months with us, if one kitten can’t find the other kitten, we hear the crying and we watch the searching.
I’ve been meditating this Christmas season on God’s heart for Christmas, the lengths He went through to reach us and bring us back to Him. His divine plan initiated in the Garden of Eden was this: the moment we chose sin, He made provision for grace. He began preparing the world for its Savior, Jesus Christ, to bring reconciliation.
Then the appointed time came, after waiting and waiting, after anticipation and heartbreak, after God’s faithfulness despite His people’s unfaithfulness.
Jesus was born, a tiny helpless baby born to a poor, seemingly insignificant couple in the lowest of circumstances—surrounded by animals, hay, and the scent of a barn.
The angels rang out the Good News:
“Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased” (Luke 2:14 NASB)
The prophet Isaiah had promised that He would be the “Prince of Peace” (Isaiah 9:6).
Jesus brought peace, and Jesus is still bringing that yet-to-be-attained peace.
He brought us peace with God. Paul says Jesus was God’s gift of reconciliation to the world:
And all of this is a gift from God, who brought us back to himself through Christ. And God has given us this task of reconciling people to him. For God was in Christ, reconciling the world to himself, no longer counting people’s sins against them. And he gave us this wonderful message of reconciliation ( 2 Corinthians 5:18-29 NLT)
We were divided from God, cut off from His presence. Sin disrupted our relationship with Him, but grace bridged the gap. Through Jesus, we can be at peace with God.
So He sends us to bring that peace to others:
Paul tells us that God brought us peace, so we now bring peace. We are ambassadors to the world, carrying the message and ministry of reconciliation so that others can be made right with God.
And He commissions us as peacemakers:
Jesus’s heart is for peace: Peace between us and God, peace between us and others. He says, “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God” (Matthew 5:9 NASB).
Peace is the heart of our Prince of Peace.
Is it mine?
Peace is the fruit I bear when the Spirit is at work within me.
Am I bearing this fruit?
Peace-making is a sure sign that I am His Child.
Can others see His heart for peace in me?