Christmas Reflections from Williamsburg (and reflecting God)

When our son, Jared, was about 5 or 6 we began our (almost) annual family Christmas tradition of going to Colonial Williamsburg in Virginia. Compared to theme parks, the visit is dirt cheap.

We have so many great memories from those visits over the years. From the first year, when we got a foot of snow on the day of our arrival, to last year when he asked Paula to marry him at the gate of Bruton Parish Church (she said yes, by the way).


Bruton Parish

On one trip, we were visiting the silversmith who was making a candlestick. He told us that to get the metal “workable” it had to be heated, hence the fire and bellows. He explained this was delicate process because if it got too hot, it would basically turn to ash.

Since there were no thermostats, I asked him how he knew when the metal was the right temperature. He said “when I see my reflection in it.”

Wow! As I thought about that later, I thought how when, as Christians, we go through the trials (fires) of life God is getting us to that point where we can be made usable for His work. How “hot” does it have to get? Till He sees His reflection in us.

Ephesians 2:10 says “For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.”

May others see His reflection in us as well.


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