This Christmas has been more real than any other I’ve ever had. The older I get, the more emotional I become about things. My thoughts have been about Christ as a baby, and how He chose to come. He chose to come. In the form of a helpless, dependent baby. In a stable. To a teenage couple. Into a world that He knew would reject, judge, and mock Him. And crucify Him. He chose to leave Heaven, paradise, to come to earth. All for me. That absolutely overwhelms me. He chose to come knowing He would die for me and for you. That is undeniably, incomparably the best, most ultimate gift ever. I am in need of nothing when I think about that.
Merry Christmas!
“For today in the city of David there has been born for you, a Saviour, who is Christ the Lord!” Luke 2:11
