I love Christmas.
I love everything about this season, from the twinkly lights, the long-remembered carols, the deep blue nights, the hope and joy of family, food, memories to be made, and everything in between.
Yes, it is a season filled with wonder and generosity. Still, all its promise can be lost in our must-do lists, preparing for a celebration when provisions seem slim, or the advent of sometimes-messy family relationships. Instead of refreshment or rescue, Christmas can be a reminder of things or people lost, hopes deferred, or dreams dismantled by the stuff of life. Under the paper and ribbon can be piles of distraction about meaningless details or worry about what the coming year might bring.
But Jesus came…
The Word became flesh and blood,
and moved into the neighborhood.
We saw the glory with our own eyes,
the one-of-a-kind glory, like Father, like Son,
generous inside and out, true from start to finish.
John 1:14 MSG
Yes, He came and moved into the neighborhood. Your neighborhood. My neighborhood. With His first breath, everything in the world was upended – turning right-side-up and providing rescue, freedom, wholeness, and yes, salvation.
The Savior who created all that is, laid aside His incomparable and inestimable splendor and majesty to move in next door and politely ask if we would simply invite Him in for dinner…
(To be continued tomorrow! This is the introduction to “Unwrapping Christmas” an interactive devotional the Lord gave me. Ladies, you can join me for the full study on either YouVersion or in a women-only Facebook Bible Study Group Click Here. Both men and women can join me on Instagram @crosspointe_biblestudy)