G’day
Growing up in a Godless home, the only Jesus I knew as a child was the one that Dad used to call when he hit his thumb with a hammer. Christmas time was a time of fights, family arguments and getting drunk.
The tradition was to leave a bottle of beer out for Santa, one for the rubbish collector and all the other service providers you could think of. The impression to a small child of Santa dropping down a chimney (clue right there Jack, we didn’t have a chimney) unloading all the presents, grabbing up his beer and wriggling his large carcass back up an imaginary hole in the roof, should have set off some form of fraud alert.
With all the adverts on television graphically associating alcohol with splintered vehicles, segregated body parts and policemen walking up long driveways to inform unsuspecting relatives of an accident that would forever alter their family’s lives. It is little wonder then, even to this day, I have impressions of Santa wildly zigzagging between buildings, his reindeer set on full throttle and singing, Bingle Jells, Bingle Jells, Bingle all tha wayy…Hick!
Thankfully, after the Editor explained Santa to me a couple of years ago, my perspective is more balanced.
I know that Christmas is not a happy time for many people.
If you are one of those people, I just want to invite you into Jesus’ family.
It is simple. Talk to Jesus with me.
“Jesus, I am alone and I am tired and frightened. Christmas is not a happy time for me and I want to join your family. I know I have done some things in my life, I am not proud of. Jack tells me that you came to earth as a baby, fully God and fully man. He also tells me that as God, you shed your blood for me on a cross of wood, to take away my shame and make me right with you again…I want to be clean…I want to come home.”
Jesus is having a major party soon. If you prayed that prayer, you are on the guest list. Death no longer is a fearsome thing, but something to be looked forward to.
To all my Brothers and Sisters in Christ, take home a lonely person with you this Christmas and show them our Jesus.
Merry Christmas
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Jack Dey, born to adventure, lives in the tropical rainforest of North Queensland, Australia. He has three loves in his life: Jesus; the Editor (his wife of 30 something years); and writing adventure novels. He is the author of MAHiNA; Paradise Warrior; Aunt Tabbie's Wings; The Secrets of Black Dean Lighthouse; The Legend of Ataneq Nanuq, The Valley of Flowers; La Belle Suisse (co-authored with Dodie La Mirounette); Zero; Naive; and Brindabella's Prophet. His latest book, Apostate, is currently being researched and written - and you can follow the story along chapter by chapter as he writes in real time! Jack writes only to please Papa God and considers his writing a ministry, demanding nothing from the reader for his e-books. If you like Jack Dey’s books and would like to support his ministry, please consider praying for the team at Jack Dey and telling your friends about his titles. New books are written with the intention of being a pencil in Jesus’ hand and bringing joy and encouragement to you, the reader.
Jack Dey 
Welll said Jack! Jesus truly is an awesome person to be following!
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