It’s not Christmas, so I feel safe uncovering my true feelings on most holiday pageants. They’re cheesy: recorded music, poor drama, cheap costumes.
But there’s something we love about having kids up on stage even when the presentation is less than professional. I wonder if this might serve as a metaphor for our spiritual lives and the ministry to which God calls us.
We can’t remember our lines. We get distracted and lose focus.
A boy picks his nose. A girl cries and is carried off by her father. One child plays with the ears of another child’s costume.
So many Christians are like the younger children who enjoy the songs and feel important being up front. Sometimes, there’s fighting over who gets to hold the baby. There’s a slightly older group that thinks about levels of responsibility and resents those bigger speaking parts or prettier costumes. They are impatient when others don’t do it right. And there are those who are bored and disillusioned, silently asking, “What’s the purpose? Why do we make a spectacle of our foolish immaturity?”
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