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It was the kind of cold they warned me about, but I didn’t care. Almost forty-eight hours and at least half a dozen espressos later, I had finally made it. A lot of people had questioned my decision to move to Russia in the heart of winter, but as I stepped out of the airport into the fresh, frosty air of Saint Petersburg, nothing in the world could convince me otherwise. After all, that’s what adventures are, right? The unexpected.
I hopped into a taxi and made my way to my new home for the next six months, nodding and smiling as the Russian driver made small talk to a slightly delirious, young American. As we pulled up to the apartment, we were greeted by my new roommate Rachel, who insisted that we take a trip to the store. It was 11 o’clock at night. I was not amused.
Nevertheless, we ventured out into the dimly lit streets, crunching fresh snow under our furry boots. Everything seemed so still and quiet, almost as if we had walked right into a post card or a storybook that’s in between chapters. We rounded a corner and standing before me was an enormous Christmas tree. It was lit from top to bottom, creating an almost warm feeling as I inched closer to it. All of a sudden, it hit me. It was January 7!
Throughout the chaos of checked baggage, airplane food, and questionable looks at customs, I had completely forgotten that I was arriving on the Russian Christmas Day. It didn’t feel like Christmas. There were no presents, mistletoe, or family around. I was completely alone in a country that didn’t even know I existed or speak a language I understood. However, the quiet stillness around me made me think of the very first Christmas and what it must have been like.
God sent His Son into a world that didn’t know Him and, for the most part, wanted nothing to do with Him. He came to seek and to save what was lost, to heal broken hearts, and to set the captives free (Luke 19:10 and 4:18). When I realized that, this beautiful tree became less captivating and more tacky. The true heart of Christmas became something too beautiful to be compared to a tree.
Suddenly, my trip returned to being this daring assignment entrusted to me. God had sent me, His daughter, to a land that didn’t know me, on a quiet, snowy Christmas evening. I had arrived with a purpose—to tell the Russian people the true meaning of Christmas and what all Jesus accomplished on their behalf.
As Christians, the very heart of Christmas lives inside of us, bleeding out into our everyday lives. It’s not a 24-hour holiday but, rather, a mindset, leading us to carry on the task that began over 2,000 years ago. What I learned underneath the Christmas tree that night was that I felt honored to take Christ to hurting people. It’s a lesson I’ll never forget.
Take time to remember what the Christmas season is all about this year at Charis Bible College. Come out for The Heart of Christmas production! You can also help provide a way for others to attend by sponsoring a family here. This Christmas, remember what was given to us. For tickets and pricing information, go to www.HeartOfChristmas.org or call 719-635-6029.
2 Timothy 4:2 (New Living Translation)
We never know when opportunity will arise to share the Gospel. Charis Bible College student Tanya House discovered that truth during her missions trip to Colombia. “On Friday morning, I was asked to teach on the baptism of the Holy Spirit during my scheduled time at the girls’ home on Monday. I was not prepared for that. I was planning to teach about who we are in Christ. All my notes and scripture references on the Holy Spirit were at home in Colorado!”
As the day drew closer, Tanya felt frazzled. With all the ministry and travel time, she hadn’t been able to study like she wanted. “I didn’t realize how little free time we would have. Soon it was Sunday night, and I couldn’t sleep. I kept trying to rehearse what to say, but all I really did was worry. At one point, I became so frustrated, I burst into tears.” Tanya had forgotten God’s promise in Matthew 10:
Don't worry about how to respond or what to say. God will give you the right words at the right time.  For it is not you who will be speaking—it will be the Spirit of your Father speaking through you.
Matthew 10:19b-20 (NLT)
“Nothing seemed to be going right Monday morning,” Tanya recalled. “I never finalized my outline, we had to stop for gas, traffic was horrible, and we got to the center an hour behind schedule. By the time we’d finished with the music and skits, I only had ten minutes to preach. I kept reminding myself that God was faithful and that He could redeem the time, but it was hard not to be anxious.”
Tanya didn’t realize how deeply the Word of God had been implanted in her heart at Charis. When she began speaking, the Holy Spirit took over and worked mightily in the heart of each girl present. When the invitation was given, four girls came forward for salvation, and thirty-four asked to receive the baptism of the Holy Spirit. “I couldn’t believe God’s faithfulness that day! Every girl but one received the baptism of the Holy Spirit with the evidence of speaking in tongues. And as the team ministered individually, several were slain in the Spirit. One girl was even delivered of demonic activity. It was an amazing time of healing and restoration. All I could do was cry, but these weren’t tears of frustration!” They were tears of joy!
Tanya learned that day that God doesn’t need our brilliance. He doesn’t need our strategies or carefully laid plans. He just needs our willingness. “We are the hands and feet of Christ. God needs our participation for miracles and ministry to happen. He needs us to be yielded vessels that He can use to bring His kingdom to earth. When we learn to lay our lives and agendas down, He can use us beyond what we ask or think!” (Eph. 3:20).