(As I mentioned earlier this week, Shannon’s family is having a bit of a rough season (To put it very very mildly.) But in an email I got from her this morning, she put it all into perspective, as she is so very good at doing.
I know Jesus wasn’t actually born in December, but I do enjoy celebrating God’s most amazing sacrifice, the greatest strategic move ever by anyone in the history of the universe. He is so awesome to have loved us so much. I don’t even have the words. Even as we celebrate this very inconvenient and stressful Christmas, it’s comforting to remember He is the same Jesus, born in the same manger, who died on the same cross, who rose from the same tomb, who still seats at the right hand of the Father, making intercession for me and my family, who still calls us his beloved, who parted the seas, who walked on water, who is the Beginning and the End, the Word made flesh, the Victor over death, hell, and the grave, the Redeemer, the Savior, the Judge, the Physician, the Provider, the Rock, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the lifter of my head, the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, whose kingdom will have no end. He is what we are celebrating this Christmas and what we will celebrate forever. He is Jesus in the hospital and he is Jesus in the mountains of Oregon, and he is Jesus in the nicu at carle clinic. And wherever Jesus is, there is Christmas.
Merry Merry Christmas, My friends. Celebrate Jesus, wherever you are!
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