Where Christ Yearns to Dwell
By Pat Gohn
Christmas Coloring Pictures
favorite dwelling place in my home is sitting across from the light of a
crackling fire, with my feet curled up under me on the couch. It is our
“family room”– so named because the walls and all available shelf space
are adorned by hundreds of framed faces of family and friends. It captures
22 years of marriage and family life, milestones and special events,
across the years and across the miles. Sitting relaxed, whether engaged in
conversion, reading, savoring a cup of tea, enjoying a board game or
movie, or just being still and quiet, I can hear my own heart beat. I am
love this room most in the colder months. I love the fireplace. I revel in
lighting candles and the glow of Christmas lights when our tree is in
place by the front window. But it’s the warmth of the fireplace that has
a drawing power all its own. All winter long, whenever we light a fire,
there’s an unspoken invitation and welcome: a casting off of all chores
and a calling forth to come and be. To dwell with one another: to live and
move together – to breathe the same air for a while. We make room for each
other here. It is people and place, intimacy and belonging, community and
communion. Holy moments worth dwelling in and dwelling on.
fireplace mantle holds a small clock that serves as a reminder of all
things chronos. It tells what time the school bus comes, how many minutes
until dinner, what hour the game is on, who is late for curfew, when
bedtime is, and so on. And if I’m quiet enough I can actually hear it
ticking off the minutes and moments ‘til Christmas.
Minutes vs. Moments. It always comes down to that. Quantity vs. Quality –
when we need both! Minutes rule my house, but moments define my home. It
is the truth I understand when I dwell in the family room. I look at the
photographs and am hugged by the memories, and I am blessed by the
understanding that home is where time and love intersect. So many moments
to be grateful for!
there is THE MOMENT when Jesus Christ is born. No bible verse or baby book
chronicles the exact minute but believers know it was a moment unlike any
other. Jesus split time in two. He was born into time and redeemed it and
sanctified it. Gifting us with vision to see in a single day the promise
of eternity, to know a living hope not weighed down by human limitations.
In Christ we experience time no longer as a constriction, but as a
fullness; not a destination, but a way.
has taken me years to understand and appreciate the Gift of Time from the
God of Love. But it comes down to this idea of “home.” Jesus said, “Those
who love me keep my word, and my Father will love them, and we will come
to them and make our home with them.” John 14:23. Somehow, I envision a
warm, inviting fire. A holy intersection where time and love dwell, where
the God of Love comes to where I live and move and have my being. We
breathe the same air and I recognize the heartbeat of another besides my
we experience the miracle of Christmas by keeping his word, and by making
room for Him who found no room at the inn, and had no place to lay his
us welcome Jesus to the Home of our Heart, where He yearns to dwell!
Patricia W. Gohn
Pat Gohn is married to Bob for 22 years, with three children, ages 11 thru
17. Known to her friends at church as “majoring in carpooling and minoring
in theology,” she is currently pursuing a Masters in Theology, while being
at home with her family in Massachusetts.