The Best Gift


Today is Sunday, December 3rd, the 1st Sunday of Advent

Light one purple candle.


What is the best present you ever remember getting?

If you are an adult, what’s the best gift you remember getting as a child?


Read Isaiah 9:6-7

For to us a child is born,
    to us a son is given;
and the government shall be upon his shoulder,
    and his name shall be called
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
7 Of the increase of his government and of peace
    there will be no end,
on the throne of David and over his kingdom,
    to establish it and to uphold it
with justice and with righteousness
    from this time forth and forevermore.
The zeal of the Lord of hosts will do this. [ESV]


This is Advent, season of promise. In our worship we prepare for the birth of a baby in a dusty stable in Bethlehem, and remind ourselves that this child will become the Savior of the World who will return again in power and glory to draw all of His children together with songs of everlasting praise. The promise of the baby is also the promise of eternal life to all who believe. God of hope and promise, be with us throughout this Advent season and draw us ever closer as we journey together toward the stable and the birth of Your Son, our Savior. Amen


Personalize it. How can your thoughts and these readings and prayers help you worship fully, give more, spend less and love all.


Bonus: Read how members and friends of Christ-St. Paul's are experiencing today's devotion.

My name is Patti Wheat and I am a previous member and long-time friend of CSP. Even though I now live in Nashville, I find once you experience the fellowship of this church family, you never are really separated!

The best Christmas gift I ever remember receiving was a large set of marker pens, encased in their own shiny, plastic case. I was about 10 years old and I’m not sure it was the ‘best’ gift, but it is the one that I remember the most. I can still recall the excitement, and I like to romanticize that my mom might have recognized a creative streak in me, maybe telling me to use my gift, even charging me to go and be creative. Mom’s not around to ask what triggered the gift, or to see what that simple gift inspired in me, but I like to think it was the Spirit of God who inspired her to inspire me.

And so, as I contemplate what to give my loved ones, I pray for that same Holy Spirit guiding, to see something in them that they don’t even see themselves. I, too, may never see the eventual outcome, but I pray for my gifts to be a part of God’s plan for their lives.

I hadn’t made the connection until I thought about this question, but I’m sure it’s no coincidence that as I sit here today, this is the view of my desk.

Some gifts keep on giving!