Well, this is embarrassing…
I don’t even remember the last time I posted on here.
September? Sure. Let’s go with that.
In my defense, the past few months have been a whirlwind of good, bad and ugly… and writing about it all was the least of my concerns.
And now, here we are, on Christmas morning, celebrating the birth of a savior, a God who came down to Earth to experience humanness in all it’s ugliness, brokenness, and pain.
That fact alone should stop us dead in our tracks.
God, the creator of heaven and earth, the ultimate power in the universe… humbled himself, to become a baby, and experience life as a human, in order to save us, redeem us, and establish relationship with us?
Yes way, you guys. Yes. Way.
I LOVE that fact about my Christian faith. My God is that loving and that eager to establish relationship with us, that He became MAN and went through all the pain and suffering and ugliness that we endure on a daily basis, just so we could have a savior who ultimately gets it. How many religions can say that? For many people, “God” is some untouchable, ultimate power whom we have to placate in order to avoid suffering and a lousy afterlife.
But our God is not some genie in the sky who arranges things here on earth and moves the pieces at will without any attachment to the players. No, He came down and experienced life in human form so that when we cry out to Him in all our anguish… He knows. HE KNOWS, you guys! Our God knows the hurts and the confusions and the sufferings – not because He’s God and knows everything… but because He experienced it!
THAT is what is so amazing about Christmas. God became FLESH and dwelt among us so He could establish relationship with us and ultimately redeem us.
THAT, my friends, is the Christmas miracle.