When we think of Christmas most of us think about Santa and presents or even good food and family. As great as those things are, they are not the ultimate reason we celebrate. In Christmas we celebrate the wondrous mystery of the incarnation. Think for a minute about how amazing the Christmas story is. While other religions seek to find timeless truths outside of this world, at Christmas we celebrate the moment when Truth itself, in the person of Jesus Christ, came down and revealed Himself to us. The eternal became temporal when our everlasting and infinite God was born and entered time. The uncreated creator who spoke all things into existence became part of His creation. The omnipotent God that holds all of existence together became a helpless infant that needed to be nursed and burped, that spit up and needed His diapers changed. The God that knows all that can be known, that has in His Being wisdom that we cannot even begin to fathom or even imagine, stumbled and stuttered as He learned to walk and talk. Why? God’s love moved Him to suffer and die for us. On the cross Love Himself was hated, the Truth condemned, and the giver of all life died so that we could live. This is a mystery of great depth and power.
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