“Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:6-7

Casting Cares

Oh, my, now I remember how I usually end up in such a tizzy at Christmas time. Every year I say to myself, “Self, don’t let it happen again!” Seriously, I don’t want to come to the end of the season and secretly be glad the whole merry mess is over. No, absolutely not, NOT this year!

I realize now, while I still have my wits about me, that there’s a reason this stress, this panic, this hyperventilating happens to me: it all starts with just four little words—YOU–ARE–EXPECTED–TO… keep the entire Christmas season rolling as planned, as anticipated, as required, as, as, as, USUAL! Surely, everyone’s entire happiness depends on ME! Oh, dear Lord, I’m doing it again. Really? Apparently, I’m quite an indispensible figure in the scheme of the universe. And I CAN’T BREATHE!

Well, wait just a minute here. Last time I checked, the only indispensible Person is Jesus Christ our Lord—and it’s His birthday! To be honest, the best, most genuine Christmas I can remember in my adult life was 40 years ago when I was going through a divorce and had taken a low-paying job as a motel maid to survive. My life was, well, truly in the toilet (that was the season I scrubbed approximately 5,345 commodes). Though I couldn’t buy gifts for anyone that year, I started singing in the church choir, and God met me in a most amazing way. True joy and peace filled my heart in the simplest things and I’ve never, ever forgotten that gift.

These days, the sheer avalanche of things we have to sift through to get back to basics can be entirely overwhelming. All the magazines, the TV ads, and the store displays point to how to have the most beautiful table, best decorated home, jolly husbands, children and pets. But will any of that feed our hungry souls? Probably not.

This year, all this stuff that’s trying to rob me of the joy of the season? Well, I think I know where to put it (hmmm). And the deep cares of my heart, fear, anxiety, and pain? I know where that belongs too—cast upon Jesus, for He cares for me.

“Oh, Lord, thank You for taking our cares upon Yourself—we definitely can’t handle it alone!”