The Perfect Gift

Make no mistake, my friends. All good giving, every perfect gift, comes from above, from the Father of the lights of heaven. With him there is no variation, no playing of passing shadows. James 1:17-18 (NEB)

Seeking the warmest, brightest sunlight, I moved my small bulb garden from window to window. As I looked out each window, I began to realize that this little basket of bulbs had been the perfect Christmas gift. The bright flowers would soon bring life back into a room that was left feeling empty and dark after the dismantling of the holiday lights and decorations.

Slowly, the sprouts turned into leaves that pushed their way up through the thick black soil. One morning, a daffodil opened in full bloom. Over the next few days, three more daffodils, four purple crocuses, and a very fragrant white hyacinth bloomed. With each bloom came the feeling of new life.

Observing this blooming process, I felt a kinship with those bulbs. When the circumstances of life bury us in a thick, black darkness, we, too, seek the warmest, brightest light. As we seek, we find our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. We find the perfect gift from "the Father of the lights of heaven." As He leads us through the darkness, we, too, begin to bloom again.

Prayer: Father, we are grateful for all Your gifts, but we are especially thankful that You sent the Light of the world. You sent the perfect gift, Your Son, Jesus the Christ, in Whose precious name we pray. Amen.

Judy Welch (originally shared in 2006 on the PresbyCan Daily Devotional page)