The gift of the Christ child, the best gift of all. He is the reason for the season. Heaven’s gift to a fallen, messy and broken world.
"For a child is born to us, a son is given to us. The government will rest on his shoulders. And he will be called: Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace." Isaiah 9:6
The child of a promise fulfilled in His time. We are so inclined to hurry through the days, the seasons and the years slip away. God's best gift took time. Prophecies were not swiftly fulfilled but each own unfolded in His perfect timing.
This year, Christmas is different for us, as it is for many. There have been losses, sorrows and tears. Still, there is joy in knowing that because of His birth, life, death and resurrection... our stories do not end. We are souls in human bodies, but this land is not our home.
Joseph took Mary in faith. Mary said "Let it be as you have said" to the angel. Her choice was made. Her decision meant nothing would be easy. The older we get, the more we start to understand that the things that are not easy can turn out to be the ones that help God shape us according to His plan.
Let this day be one of celebration. Choose joy when you can. Cry a tear when you need the release of the sorrow. Look to the Savior who still waits for each of us to find our way to the manger.
Never lose hope. In Him, we know love never dies or is replaced, it just lives in a different space, for those who believe.
Merry Christmas.
Today, I am grateful for Christmas.
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