Christmas Eve

I just shared the following with some of my ministry partners, and I decided I would like to share it with all my dear readers. 
 
 
It's Christmas Eve!! As we approach the day on which we celebrate the birth of our Savior Jesus Christ, I am filled with awe at the amazing grace that represents. Imagine, the Creator of everything, the author of life itself, humbled Himself to come and do for us what we could not do for ourselves. He could have come as a mighty king, because of course, that is Who He is, but instead He chose to enter the world as the son of a poor, unwed, teenaged girl who gave birth in a stable many miles from home.

And yet the true beauty and amazing import of the Christmas story is really contained in the Easter story, when He willingly laid down His life by dying on a Roman cross overlooking a garbage dump, having been "convicted" in a kangaroo court of a crime He did not commit so that you and I could be washed clean and given the gift of life.

He never owned a home or wrote a book or asked for anything for Himself. Instead, He became the spotless Lamb of God, that was slain for the sins of many. "Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, 10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." (Philippians 2:9-11)

Therefore, amidst the twinkling lights and the smell of evergreens and the excitement and joy of reunions with loved ones and the giving and receiving of gifts and the possibility of snow decorating the landscape, let us take out time enough to recognize that without Jesus, the world would be without hope. I propose that in return for His gift of everlasting life, we give Him our hearts, our souls, our minds and our strength, and that we make sure to love our neighbors as much as we love ourselves. After all, Jesus deserves to have His stocking filled, too!

Merry Christmas! God has blessed us, every one! (Sorry, Tiny Tim, for wrenching your blessing a bit!)

Comments

  1. dmise4December 26, 2021 at 2:17 PM

    Amazing gift amazing that God would send his son as a baby and bring him back to himself as the savior of the world. That is greatest story on Earth.

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  2. Bob SDecember 27, 2021 at 7:09 PM

    This truly humbles me and makes me awestruck all at the same time. Thank you for sharing Tom. God bless you and your sweetheart as the New Year approaches with great hope because He is in control. Donalynn :-)

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