Last Christmas was our best! final!!
By Joshua Kuttan
This Christmas was a fresh new experience for me, something that I never did experience before. It all started with a camp we all went to, looking at the things we could put together over a couple of hours, we discovered the talents among us.
The dancers, the pun-liners and so on. As we started talking, someone said flash mob and the idea stuck. One thing led to another and before we knew it, we had a whole elaborate plan with a lot of talent portrayal – the main objective, sending out the message of Hope that there is a Creator who desires a connection with His creation.
As simple as the structure was, we had a routine in place, practiced it over and over again and used this routine as a teaser to invite people for an evening of Celebration on the first Sunday after Christmas. The Celebration-evening had a skit in place with funny dialogues and the message that we wanted to put forth. The teasers themselves kept improving over the performances in malls, railway stations, and streets and so on.
We Learnt and Observed.
Learnt that in order to excel at anything repetition is the key. Observed that there is a force trying to wreck what we do for God. We had our elders praying for us, our young people participating in prayers as well, but we did observe how there was something or the other happening in everyone’s lives.
Some of my friends had emotional struggles, some pointed out that they were tempted, some people had mishaps with electric shocks, one of our dancers injured herself badly on the day before the event, logistic issues at times, and the list goes on. But when we shifted the focus from self to Christ, everything fell in place like a jigsaw puzzle. Nurses showed up, got the medication required, helped the injured, our dancer had a deep wound and she said that she just bandaged it and in a couple of hours, the wound was all gone! Nothing short of a miracle! She was able to dance on the final day.
Speaking for myself, I know I am closer, in a more dependent relationship with God after having been a part of this Celebration. I sensed the hand of God, unlike Maradona’s aid, this one was orchestrated, paid for and out of the sheer generosity of our Creator. Of course it isn’t fair. That’s why it is called Grace.
YFC -LM Navi Mumbai