The Little Drummer Boy- All for Christ (Amy Drenth) December 15

“Come they told me, a newborn King to see. Our finest gifts we bring to lay before the King, to honor Him, when we come. Little baby, I am a poor boy too- I have no gift to bring that’s fit to give our King. Shall I play for you, on my drum? Mary nodded. The ox and lamb kept time- I played my drum for Him, I played my best for Him. Then, He smiled at me- me and my drum.”


Begin by listening to the this well-known Christmas carol by following the link below:


“Pentatonix- Little Drummer Boy”


Such simple lyrics. Such a simple story.

For years this carol has been my favorite because of its beautiful, honest truth and the way that the “poor” little drummer boy recognizes the true way to honor and glorify our Lord.
Read the Christmas Story in Matthew’s account: Matthew 2: 1-15. In verse 11, you read of the wise men bringing gifts to offer to the newborn King, Jesus. Having much, they were able to offer much by way of gifts: those mentioned being gold, frankincense, and myrrh. During the time of Jesus’ birth, frankincense and myrrh were highly valued items that were standard gifts to honor a king or deity in the ancient world: gold as a precious metal, frankincense as perfume or incense, and myrrh as anointing oil. The wise men were laying a sacrifice at the feet of Christ in honor of Him as King, acknowledging their belief in the fulfillment of the prophecy spoken in the Old Testament.


I, too, long to offer Christ a gift, an expression of faith and gratitude for all He has so freely given me. I want to offer the best; The largest offering. Frequent and lengthy time spent serving. I need to give more.  I need to give the most expensive gift. I need to serve more often, for longer periods of time. I need to be involved in more ministries. I measure the worth of what I offer back to the Lord based on a comparison to what others give back, how others glorify God. I get so wrapped up in the gift, instead of my heart behind it.


But God doesn’t want a gift birthed from a place of comparison, of excess, offered to impress society, or your small group, your family, or even- to impress God. We are all designed with unique talents, gifts, personalities and trades. You see, the little drummer boy had it right. “I have no gift to bring, that’s fit to give a King. So I played for him. I played my best for Him. And. He. Smiled” He offered back what God blessed him with- his talent, his heart, his gift. He played his drum, as a complete act of reverence and worship- and he didn’t just play, he played His best. The most committed, heartfelt, dedicated solo he has ever delivered.


The little drummer boy, offering what little he had, offered God the most precious, perfect gift. A heart of surrender. A heart of reverence. An act of service, from a heart that understands the truth behind a giving back to the Lord.


Read Luke 21: 1-4. The true meaning of a gift given unto the Lord, is dependent on the condition of your heart. Your motive. Its not what you give, it’s the heart behind the gift. Its not how often, or how much you serve, its how hard you work at it. Its not how much money you offer, but your willingness to give back.


Read also:

Colossians 3:23

Ephesians 6:7




“Lord, thank you. Thank you for the gift of Jesus. For His birth, for His life, and for His free gift of salvation- offered to us through his death and resurrection. Lord I pray for a heart of reverence. A heart surrendered to you. I pray that in everything I do, whether it’s a 9-5 job, staying at home with the kids, serving at the church, I pray that I do it to the best of my ability. I never give anything less than my best. As an offering to you. As an act of worship. Lord I pray that my heart is in the right place. And if You find that it is not, I ask you to mold it. Shape my heart, so that in all I do, I honor You.”


Published by Pastor Dave Johnson

Follower of Jesus, Husband to Lori, Proud Father to 6 great kids, Co-Pastor of Kalamazoo Community Church. Long-suffering Detroit Lions fan.

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